This is a song about "Gift"

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

Rapping is a genuine gift you lack performance.

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

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

Getting lifted by this rapping gift.. while a doobie in my fist..

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Heres a present its a perfect gift wrap

You lost it at her, the gift you're constantly enamoured with

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

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

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

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

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

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

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth