This is a song about "Gift"

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

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

People always told me its a gift from up above

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Red dots cause i’m red hot

Life is a greatest gift, from god

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

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

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

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

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

Thanks for the house and your bitch gift,