This is a song about "Christmas day"

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

It haunts me every christmas eve

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I'm lyrically gifted, shit it isn't even christmas,

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight

It’s christmas morning, valerie’s performing holy night

And it was late december, couple days, and merry christmas,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Ripping ya tendons and using the bitches to wrap ya body up like a gift for christmas/

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

After this rappad shit ill be producin, its christmas in a day so ill go easy for the season,

These niggas is bothered, these critics be talking

Cause that christmas you know the whole pneumonia thing?

Haven't seen someone this desperate since a christmas choir/

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either