This is a song about "Rolling coal"

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Stupid bitch your wrinkling like rolling paper,

Rolling weed and smoking it too

I just wanted to be at peace with you

Just rolling around, town cause

Sk for dinner and forget to floss

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was black as coal,

My eyes are rolling, freaking out

I must go like fly route

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

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love