This is a song about "Holy shit"

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Oh my god you some holy rollers spark that shit

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

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

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

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

I call it my holy grace

Driving my car to a foreign place

Give me it holy shit

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Well, i can handle that

Give me it holy shit

If ballin’ was a crime, i’d be in jail

Ima diss you to your song holy grail

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Wait a minute holy shit are you capital j?