This is a song about "Holy warriors"

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

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

I’m a holy man, a man of my world

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Ima diss you to your song holy grail

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

Washing these holy lands in their heathen blood,

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Light dudes had the girls looking there all year

Holy moley is it really still unclear?

Battleaxe warriors, only thing i can name

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain