This is a song about "Hole"

Timmy got his bike stole

Who knows what’ll come out the hole.

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

With gun blazzing, i leave your home filled with bullet hole

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

I had to find my own way out this fucking hole/

He say, she say, oh my god

Flow stop like a bullet hole clot

And i love you all

I punch a hole in the wall

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Then putting it in space to be enveloped by a black hole

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

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Preparation is required for this ear hole penetration