This is a song about "Christmas day"

And i'm one short of christmas, hoho

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

It haunts me every christmas eve

I'm why baby mamas leave

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

See, i like the person that you are

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you

Criminal intent, put it on my christmas list too,

The definition's like christmas

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I coordinate, my rhymes shine like an ornament. sorry it ain't christmas,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

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

I guess santa knew what i wanted that christmas

Cause i'm sitting here sipping on guinness