This is a song about "Gift"

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

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

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

My lyrics are a spiritual gift, it's twisted, a head spinner,

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

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

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Rapping is a genuine gift you lack performance.