This is a song about "Holy crap"

Better than the simplest crap

I'mma sign that work and release that

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

The fact i shout while i'm fighting crap

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

I call it my holy grace

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Puts up with mum and dads crap

I know what you do with that

Ill just go back and deal with crap

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

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

But all yo get is bull crap

The third one is mixed, white and black