This is a song about "Gift"

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

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

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Your gift of lyricalness is like a supernatural bullshit

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

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Thanks for the house and your bitch gift,

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

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

Admit the decision a gift of division among others wisdom descended

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

This a gift that was given from the man up high

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly