This is a song about "Peepee hole"

And i was set loose amidst a swirling tornado of emotions inside my own soul,

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

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

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

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Some so evil try and watch us, use a peep hole

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Fire in the hole. shame her vag is flammable.

Like a flood of unwilling feelings boring into this hole

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

I remorse, i let through the hole, my emotions/

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins