This is a song about "Christmas forest fish"

The gifts, i wanted on christmas?

But you hate them navel kisses

I think i just started some verbal forest fires,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

It haunts me every christmas eve

I'm why baby mommas leave

The forest looking for those pearly gates.

Now war missiles hand guns and grenades

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

Retarded bitches, making lists of boys like christmas,

From where gorillas territorial for inches