This is a song about "A christmas carol"

I don't mean to matthew kemp you, but shit you

Criminal intent, put it on my christmas list too,

I'm everything that they call nice

It haunts me every christmas eve

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Haven't seen someone this desperate since a christmas choir/

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Ripping ya tendons and using the bitches to wrap ya body up like a gift for christmas/

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

I got a studio for christmas, best wishes, im breaking rhymes like a

The definition's like christmas

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Stop listening, waiting anxiously like sitting under a christmas tree

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Santa won't even give you coal for a fucking christmas present