This is a song about "Hole"

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

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

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

Theres a hole in my pocket

So ya better get lower than flo-rida inside of a lowrider with no tires in the hole

It'll be a classic bro, u'll die in the clash but no impact will be had on ur plastic soul

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

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

Like a flood of unwilling feelings boring into this hole

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

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

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

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

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

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

If you want to criticize me,talk to your ass hole,