This is a song about "Gift"

Now momma told me be careful who you love

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

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

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

Admit the decision a gift of division among others wisdom descended

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Your gift of lyricalness is like a supernatural bullshit

So i thought of it as a gift

If you feel it, it must be real just

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

But as long as i'm present i'll never throw my gift away

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay