This is a song about "Rollin coal"

I can pass out many scantrons, fail many students

I asked santa claus for coal, so guess who stole his presents.

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

Livin trife, rollin fixed up dice

Sell my soul, price of coal

Purify that woman soul

Rollin that devils lettuce

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

Knowing that i need you

Cause this nigga done got jealous

My stuff rollin, gotta be tuff

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

I just call it …remember all the dough

Not physical but the coal is verbal, ho,