This is a song about "Christmas flood"

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

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

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Check my letter i got christmas money,

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

Like a flood of unwilling feelings boring into this hole

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

Till i murder your verse and wrap your body up like it's christmas!

Present a present like christmas

Trying to get back to this thing called love

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

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Put a little twist in her hips cause i'm watching

Cause that christmas you know the whole pneumonia thing?