This is a song about "Gift"

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

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

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

I got two whole tears in a bucket

Gift so whack,even on xmas even fake santa wont give

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

Your gift of lyricalness is like a supernatural bullshit

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

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

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

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

Together all the timethought it was true love

Quality a gift to the people who are worthy for blessings

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence