This is a song about "Gift"

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Your gift of lyricalness is like a supernatural bullshit

Rapping is a genuine gift you lack performance.

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

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

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

Holy shithater i forgive your stupidity, this verse is a gift

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Life is a gift, so use it wisely

Heres a present its a perfect gift wrap

You're very attractive, and notice that

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/