This is a song about "Black santa"

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

Picture me inside the misery of poverty

My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent

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

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

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

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

Santa loves some but in brooklyn, he dodged us.

Your bitch greet me like i'm santa clause, mouth water

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

We got some lsd at santa cruz

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

Gift so whack,even on xmas even fake santa wont give

Black as black like the blacktop/

If you had, one shot