This is a song about "Gift"

People always told me its a gift from up above

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

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

And stab bruno mars in his goddamn esophagus

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

Heres a present its a perfect gift wrap

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Life is a greatest gift, from god

Life is a gift, so use it wisely

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

This a gift that was given from the man up high