This is a song about "Gift"

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

This a gift that was given from the man up high

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

So i thought of it as a gift

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

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

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

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

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Life is a greatest gift, from god