This is a song about "Sad hole"

But now everthings just sad

Don’t you be holding back

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

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

It's all good, finna dog that

I was angry and sad

So the devil that drove in her got in control

First shot missed then he hit, that's how i got this hole.

Theres a hole in my pocket

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

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

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Because there ain't no coming back from that

When you lie like that, its really sad

And too me that's whats so damn sad

Bring that shit the fuck back