This is a song about "Gift"

I run shit, it happens that for rap i have some gift

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

Gift so whack,even on xmas even fake santa wont give

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Quality a gift to the people who are worthy for blessings

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards

Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,

Holy shithater i forgive your stupidity, this verse is a gift

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

But as long as i'm present i'll never throw my gift away

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day