This is a song about "Christmas sucks"

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

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

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Bitch these ain't christmas carols

Present a present like christmas

But it's still cool just to dream man because

The gifts, i wanted on christmas?

Don’t you be holding back, your love

No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

For all you that say my grammar sucks

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

So i can understand police victims

This is what - your style? yeah, well it sucks