This is a song about "Christmas mornin"

Got tired of running from the police

It haunts me every christmas eve

Five shots she ready to leave

It haunts me every christmas eve

I'm activated by the moves your making

Cause that christmas you know the whole pneumonia thing?

Scholarship for my mistress

The definition's like christmas

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

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

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I woke up this mornin' rolled up me some purple,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Check my letter i got christmas money,