This is a song about "Holly spirit come"

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

That's when your spirit will just levititate, never come in second place

The centrepiece of spirit, hence i speak coherent,

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

Maybe it's hatred i spew, maybe it's food for the spirit

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

Winning isn't anything if you don't have a full locked spirit.

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

I will crush this timid misfit with my lifted spirit

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip

Instant retrieval so the spirit lifts the evil/

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Each one of my sentence has its own spirit

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip