This is a song about "Christmas in texas"

Bitch these ain't christmas carols

Trying to get back to this thing called love

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

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

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

The definition's like christmas

Hell of a hand without a man, feelin' helpless

She was new to the school i think she moved from texas

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

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

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

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

He went from moving that corner

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Indo queen from that dirty south texas browntown menace

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love