This is a song about "Gift"

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

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

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

Life is a gift, so use it wisely

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

Getting lifted by this rapping gift.. while a doobie in my fist..

Life is a greatest gift, from god

So i took another shot

All on the furniture with no regards

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

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

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