This is a song about "Gift"

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

I don’t need a gift to know that this shit is backwards,

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

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

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

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards

I have a welcome gift don't even need a lengthy rap

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Rapping is a genuine gift you lack performance.

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Cause rozay been talkin white he think he uncle ruckus

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