This is a song about "Gift"

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

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

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

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

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

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

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Life is a gift appreciate it,

Keep wifey in la perla and don't you ask her what that tori cost

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

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

I don’t need a gift to know that this shit is backwards,

Rapping is a genuine gift you lack performance.

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns