This is a song about "Holly crap"

You ain't gon find that

But all yo get is bull crap

All these lines sound like fucking crap

The real muscle in the message of that

And dont go hatin on this crap

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

Graspin at her hair givin holly all the wood

Nothing else matters, fuck all that other crap

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

You got reason to brag

Better than the simplest crap

You ain't funny, you're full of crap

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that