This is a song about "2014 christmas"

The gifts, i wanted on christmas?

Trying to get back to this thing called love

He's married to the game, like a fuck you for christmas

Together all the timethought it was true love

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Bitch these ain't christmas carols

We race foreign cars, custom models

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

I coordinate, my rhymes shine like an ornament. sorry it ain't christmas,

And i'm one short of christmas, hoho

Bad bitches never loved them though

It haunts me every christmas eve

But in the meantime it's lights please

Barbed wire got a barricade on your destiny

Check my letter i got christmas money,