This is a song about "Jolly pirate donuts"

I'm live, not lime, but you can pirate this

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

All the jolly feelings trapped in a crate

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

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

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Smokin on that holly jolly

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

This be like some pirate ship

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

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great