This is a song about "Christmas 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

Curse or blessing? rapping tighter than a christmas present,

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

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

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I guess santa knew what i wanted that christmas

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

The gifts, i wanted on christmas?

Cause i'm sitting here sipping on guinness

The definition's like christmas

Always knew where the pot was

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

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Slapped together, rappers wrapped up, christmas presents,