This is a song about "Chritstmas"

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Ever since i wrote raps first, i knew i'd write perfect verses,

A vital hazard to my rivals, they're primal planners survival's the only sign that matters

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

No not the heiress just one from an escort service

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface