This is a song about "Fuck your for christmas"

I got a studio for christmas, best wishes, im breaking rhymes like a

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Its a metaphor for, who gives a fuck.

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

Fuck your fucken sex fuck your candy

Must be something you want me to see

Till i murder your verse and wrap your body up like it's christmas!

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Fuck your criteria

Who knows what the

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

We're still feeling the promise, some nights i kill 'em with kindness

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Soon as the stooly sings