This is a song about "Holy wanker"

Targeting drones looking for holy bones

At least after your bid, ain't no student loans

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

I call it my holy grace

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

We should get married seal the deal, holy matrimony

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

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

But you can call me your holy fucking satanist/

Give me it holy shit

With g's in my pocket