This is a song about "Gift"

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

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

Your parents wanted to get rid of you with a gift receipt,

Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak

This a gift that was given from the man up high

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Rule had a run, couple movie parts

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

If you feel it, it must be real just

So i thought of it as a gift

I run shit, it happens that for rap i have some gift

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket