This is a song about "Holy prophet"

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Prophet from the profits, cash game jesus

Ima diss you to your song holy grail

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

Your holy raps are to me

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Give me it holy shit

It ain't like that

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

Holy moley is it really still unclear?

Light dudes had the girls looking there all year

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Drops the holy symbol, replaced with fingers encumbered

I'm formin holy wars around me

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy