This is a song about "Holy crap"

Now let me hear your crap

Sneak up on attack

Ill just go back and deal with crap

I know the world been waiting for that

Or let the mob handle that

Better than the last stack of bull crap

The fact i shout while i'm fighting crap

Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap

The holy war, the spiritual troops

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

But i muscle rap

But all yo get is bull crap

Cause i'm kinda doing this badass crap!

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

I'm formin holy wars around me