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

And i got holy bars bitch, don't even try to diss this

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

That's, that's the only way i know how to hold it down

Fucked up in the head, to hot head always wearing a frown

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

They wanted me to say they name so their name gets exposed

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

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

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Holy cross attached to the staff i can spear it.

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

We went from street kid drug heads to wearing cartier sunglasses

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

A holy reverend, thats a lot of shit to take in