This is a song about "Jolly pirate donuts"

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

This be like some pirate ship

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts

All the jolly feelings trapped in a crate

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

No, i ain't, glazed donuts for luncheon, on my plate.

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

I don't get booty, like a pirate with no chest

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Got so much money and booty call it pirate loot

Your dream movie? i'm the clearest copy

Smokin on that holly jolly

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Shake that laffy taffy, jolly raunchy rapper