This is a song about "Gift"

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

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

Admit the decision a gift of division among others wisdom descended

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

Holy shithater i forgive your stupidity, this verse is a gift

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Heres a present its a perfect gift wrap

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

You lost it at her, the gift you're constantly enamoured with

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

You're talking to one of the greatest

So i thought of it as a gift

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

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church