This is a song about "Gift"

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

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

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

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Life is a greatest gift, from god

Living if she is or not

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

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

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

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft

It must be christmas because i'm giving you a gift that's called..