This is a song about "The holy trinity"

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Got that holy dick call me the pussy healer,

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

At the holy cross game when our eyes glanced

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Virgin mary's son; he was born to be the holy one

We like to stay in our own holy huddles, just putting the rest of the world in

With this old half a man, yaknowhati'msayin?i ain't tryin to put you in a position

To the holy ground i've opened now hardly shedding

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

But michigan's got the keys to the trinity of rap

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

But that'll never make my dream lack, i just keep prayin' to the holy divinity//

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

I mean i have the proof in my lyrics, next to me the holy spirit