This is a song about "Badly wrapped gifts"

Wrapped up in degrees of these secret organizations,

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

Snatched, wrapped 'n' crammed in saran, shipped to japan,

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

Wrapped in /hells chains in banes mask /stained*

Look, just remember how that winning taste

Putting all you desperate rappers wrapped up in bed

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

This is how she want to live

I threw out all the gifts

Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room

I'm feelin on that 'rillo till i'm level with the moon

Badly company wants her for ad she's too fat

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap