This is a song about "Rolling coal"

Stupid bitch your wrinkling like rolling paper,

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

I bleed for thats who im rolling wit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Rolling with my yankees hat on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Oh yes i kept on rolling

Top ranked, number one my son

Rolling with my garrison.

I'm tired of knowing my heart, is coal black.

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Rolling in my bugatti

Sell my soul, price of coal

This shit has got my soul