This is a song about "Friend secret santa"

When you only have one friend and they only have one friend

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

Secret handshakes showin the manners of elitist,

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

See santa coming on a reindeer

Enlightened searchers receive information on secret servers

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

Friend after friend left me

If you ain't about money

Secret missives to the mrs

The emergency room, gettin stitches

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I carry the biggest sacks you'd think santa came early

I hate chickens but i do fuck pretty birdies

An action word, a secret for centuries