This is a song about "Christmas"

That scary love, never get married love

Slapped together, rappers wrapped up, christmas presents,

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

He's married to the game, like a fuck you for christmas

You diss me yet my ep is listed on your wishlist for christmas,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

The gifts, i wanted on christmas?

Shitto me that shit sound delicious

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Bitch these ain't christmas carols

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

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

Curse or blessing? rapping tighter than a christmas present,

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust