This is a song about "Black santa"

My all gold rolly or the

Im dressed up like fucking santa

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Who happens to be black

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I asked santa claus for coal, so guess who stole his presents.

The critics are calling me conscious

Santa loves some but in brooklyn, he dodged us.

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

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

I'm about to snap

Top dropped down, black on black

Where the black girls get their weaves back

While i freakin' spit black

Ho ho ho. it's santa claus. at a brothel with a blonde bitch between his paws.

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