This is a song about "Christmas flood"

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

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

It haunts me every christmas eve

But in the meantime it's lights please

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Soaking tears that flood the ocean, a mothers heart broken

He's married to the game, like a fuck you for christmas

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

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

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

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

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

And then the cia come and they flood the streets with crack,