This is a song about "Hole"

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

I'm so tired of this i could blow, fire in the hole

And i love you all

I punch a hole in the wall

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

Some so evil try and watch us, use a peep hole

First shot missed whole then he hit, that's how i got this hole.

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

Like a flood of unwilling feelings boring into this hole

Suicide attempts in the hole

It's apart of her goal

Flow stop like a bullet hole clot

I love the way you walk