This is a song about "Gift cakes"

People always told me its a gift from up above

Sick, spit a pandemic, crack and cancer mixed with cannabis

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

So i thought of it as a gift

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

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

Life is a gift appreciate it,

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

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

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford