This is a song about "Ill caveman hole"

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

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

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

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

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

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

I started rap when i was like 12 years old,picked up a paper, pen and started to roll,

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

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Theres a hole in my pocket

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Preparation is required for this ear hole penetration