This is a song about "Gift"

So i thought of it as a gift

Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

Your gift of lyricalness is like a supernatural bullshit

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

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

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

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

People always told me its a gift from up above

And stab bruno mars in his goddamn esophagus