This is a song about "Holy lord darnelle"

Most of us some holy bowlers,

The richest place on earth

Ima go until my arm's sore

Your only lord/ lurking for more

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

Ima diss you to your song holy grail

Every word i spit is holy

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Targeting drones looking for holy bones

Cause you must have known, i can't trust the phones

Your holy raps are to me

Bitch, i might make you my baby

You say prasie the lord

He appreciates your support

Call it the holy trinity,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free