This is a song about "Gift"

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Life is a gift, so use it wisely

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

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

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Heres a present its a perfect gift wrap

You lost it at her, the gift you're constantly enamoured with

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

Your gift of lyricalness is like a supernatural bullshit

This a gift that was given from the man up high

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

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

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord