This is a song about "Christmas eve"

If you know like i know, you should lie low

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Like adam and eve from god's path you're lost

Criminal intent, put it on my christmas list too,

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

Present a present like christmas

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Check my letter i got christmas money,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

If we make it, its the greed, fames the apple and we eve

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