This is a song about "Hole"

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

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

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

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

Hawk,two fingers each hole in the spot i giver the spock,

Bitch, i was born to ball

I punch a hole in the wall

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

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

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

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

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

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