This is a song about "Holes"

Ox up in my pocket, i'll lock shit, from the peep holes,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Holes in skulls, that stuff is my sleeping pill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

Ripping holes in clouds as my altitude diminishes

Flow studded rainbows in dental holes

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I hate bitches snitches stab them with syringes throw em in ditches and holes fuck hoes/

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Bullet holes in your mind you the phony

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

For instance my bro's body was pierced with about seven pistol holes

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Bullet holes in brains goodbye time to die, no hearts just pain inside blood