This is a song about "Gift cakes"

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

The-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

I'm hungry for the cakes and everybody want some

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

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft

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

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

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

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

Red dots cause i’m red hot

Life is a greatest gift, from god

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

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Rap game mr. kipling with the way i bake cakes,/

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves