This is a song about "Gift"

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

I run shit, it happens that for rap i have some gift

So i thought of it as a gift

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

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

If you think you can spit then i am the fuckin' dentist

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

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

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

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

Quality a gift to the people who are worthy for blessings

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Rapping is a genuine gift you lack performance.

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

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus