This is a song about "Badly wrapped presents"

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Now you buying birthday presents

See no matter how badly he got kicked in the gut

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny

Bleed and you cant see you fucking panzy i'll hurt you badly,

Wrapped up in degrees of these secret organizations,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

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

Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room

This rap will leave you wrapped like a mummy in a tomb

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

These chains wrapped around my feet,