This is a song about "Gift"

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

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

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

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

Just to watch the grammys, man she's so attractive

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

Sick, spit a pandemic, crack and cancer mixed with cannabis

Life is a greatest gift, from god

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

Getting lifted by this rapping gift.. while a doobie in my fist..

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

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

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

It must be christmas because i'm giving you a gift that's called..

Keep wifey in la perla and don't you ask her what that tori cost