This is a song about "Hole"

So here i am at the store for some chips

I remorse, i let through the hole, my emotions/

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

At this point there's a hole in my heart like a bagel

Theres a hole in my pocket

Contributing the real shit

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

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

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

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

I make her cum a lot

Flow stop like a bullet hole clot

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

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