This is a song about "Christmas rift"

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Causin' a rift in the game, a great schism.

And panned out, i'm all in love

The definition's like christmas

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

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

Slapped together, rappers wrapped up, christmas presents,

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

And all women who had light features, see

Check my letter i got christmas money,

I'm everything that they call nice

It haunts me every christmas eve

And, i passed with flying colors cause i studied more than others

They never envisioned a rift, but time was flippin' the script on the brothers

I coordinate, my rhymes shine like an ornament. sorry it ain't christmas,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love