This is a song about "Holy day"

Give me it holy shit

It's all good, finna dog that

Wait a minute holy shit are you capital j?

Night i need that she comin here right away

Washing these holy lands in their heathen blood,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

It’s christmas morning, valerie’s performing holy night

She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right

But knowing me i prolly never meetonly speak when a fan speak

It's him, it's me, the one holy, prodigy stashing keys like secrete

Call it the holy trinity,

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Most of us some holy bowlers,

Better yet they work my every nerve

This isn't no griot but a mere portion of a semi-important life

I'm alive holy jesus mother of a killer i'm fucking alive