This is a song about "Holy"

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

Kiddish means holy, you chose the wrong fucking word...

I'm formin holy wars around me

They gotta point em out baby

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

I want to flow holy like matrimony bells

Targeting drones looking for holy bones

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

Two baby mamas, 3 kids, two rovers

Most of us some holy bowlers,

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

I call it my holy grace

At the holy cross game when our eyes glanced

This that black elohim anunnaki rap