This is a song about "Christmas tree"

Look, another day another dollar

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Always knew where the pot was

Present a present like christmas

Took my heart away from money

Like water is to a tree,

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Is gettin' lit up like mike jackson's hair hangin' off a christmas tree,

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

It haunts me every christmas eve

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

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.

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

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus