This is a song about "Holly crap"

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

Take a buddy holly holiday

So i'm one with that

But all yo get is bull crap

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

Crap thank fuck for underground rap,

The fact i shout while i'm fighting crap

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

You, you, you have to pay for that

Better than the last stack of bull crap

Her mom takin that crap

One night love: i'mma need that

Nothing else matters, fuck all that other crap

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

Better than the simplest crap

That’s real shit, it’s bigger than rap