This is a song about "Gift"

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

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

Life is a gift appreciate it,

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

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

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Rapping is a genuine gift you lack performance.

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

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

So i thought of it as a gift

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

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

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches