I'm lyrically gifted, shit it isn't even christmas,
Together all the timethought it was true love
Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled
I'm jizzling liquid like my dick is a forest
And i got a little big, keep it low key
Check my letter i got christmas money,
Now they mention my nigga with all the greats
The forest looking for those pearly gates.
Spit flame causing forest fores these rappers talkin smokin trees
And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories
I can teach you all the sounds of love
Bitch these ain't christmas carols
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