This is a song about "Christmas sex"

The definition's like christmas

And panned out, i'm all in love

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

It haunts me every christmas eve

Where they find me, 16 on death row

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

I'm on deck i'm up next

You would bet on malcolm sex

Me and your mum had rough sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

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

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

To my gunfulfillin' my destiny

Check my letter i got christmas money,