This is a song about "Christmas eve"

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

You diss me yet my ep is listed on your wishlist for christmas,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I guess santa knew what i wanted that christmas

The definition's like christmas

Cause i'm sitting here sipping on guinness

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

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

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

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

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

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