This is a song about "Holy rap"

I kiss you on the forehead, baby just listen

Virgin mary's son; he was born to be the holy one

It ain't like that

Give me it holy shit

I'm formin holy wars around me

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

Holy cross attached to the staff i can spear it.

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Targeting drones looking for holy bones

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

This a different motor man better go to work

Drops the holy symbol, replaced with fingers encumbered

And you all will respect that

Give me it holy shit