This is a song about "Gift wrap"

Ripping ya tendons and using the bitches to wrap ya body up like a gift for christmas/

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Life is a greatest gift, from god

Like a fiend off the best rock

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

And this is how i'll "wrap it"

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

Right inside of the imprinted wrap

Bitch you should see my wallet

Life is a gift appreciate it,

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

You just got jacked and body snatched and it's a wrap

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

The problem is that his subconscious likes to wrap