This is a song about "Dom wearing vineyard vines to holy name"

To the holy ground i've opened now hardly shedding

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

But that'll never make my dream lack, i just keep prayin' to the holy divinity//

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Through all of the grape vines

There is a light that shines

Virgin mary's son; he was born to be the holy one

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

But i aint giving no rides to bitches wearing blue garments

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

In holy water, no wonder they tried to hold me under longer

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Holy cross attached to the staff i can spear it.

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Coast of martha's vineyard drinking hennessy