This is a song about "Christmas spirit"

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

The gifts, i wanted on christmas?

It's all good, finna dog that

Cause im mean like 2 spirit

Present a present like christmas

Don’t you be holding back, your love

It haunts me every christmas eve

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

Give the bomb the spirit so i can spirit

He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip

I am transforming, into a rap spirit,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Retarded bitches, making lists of boys like christmas,

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Maybe it's hatred i spew, maybe it's food for the spirit