This is a song about "Holy wars"

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

I don't mean to matthew kemp you, but shit you

Branko brothers gone and gang wars too

So gon' and be my dealer baby

Your holy raps are to me

And y’all responsible for many, many battles and wars,

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Give me it holy shit

It's all good, finna dog that

I get that work from my face

I call it my holy grace

Most of us some holy bowlers,

Two baby mamas, 3 kids, two rovers

And y’all responsible for many, many battles and wars,

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers