This is a song about "Gift"

Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest

So i thought of it as a gift

People always told me its a gift from up above

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

My lyrics are a spiritual gift, it's twisted, a head spinner,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Admit the decision a gift of division among others wisdom descended

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

His gift is a curse, forget the earth, he's got the urge

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

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

I got these tats all on my arms

This a gift that was given from the man up high

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

I have a welcome gift don't even need a lengthy rap

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track