This is a song about "Black santa claus"

I carry the biggest sacks you'd think santa came early

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Try to jack and i will attack

While i freakin' spit black

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Im dressed up like fucking santa

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

We got some lsd at santa cruz

Who happens to be black

She was wet off the bat

Black as black like the blacktop/

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

Forever dedicated, maybach poetic genius

Santa loves some but in brooklyn, he dodged us.

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that