This is a song about "December baby"

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

It feels like december 8th

I got to be your baby

Hopin' that my niggas see

Im clever, no longer colder then the weather in december,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Your heart is as cold as the middle of december

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

Hold up i'm your baby.

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

And it was late december, couple days, and merry christmas,

These niggas is lazy

Well you gotta know baby