This is a song about "Gift"

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Rapping is a genuine gift you lack performance.

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

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Heres a present its a perfect gift wrap

If you feel it, it must be real just

Thanks for the house and your bitch gift,

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

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

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

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

I write it like i was given this gift from up above

Rule had a run, couple movie parts

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