This is a song about "Donna christmas"

This shit ain't nothing new though

And i'm one short of christmas, hoho

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

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

Haven't seen someone this desperate since a christmas choir/

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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,

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Curse or blessing? rapping tighter than a christmas present,

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Bitch these ain't christmas carols