This is a song about "Gift"

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

This a gift that was given from the man up high

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

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Your gift of lyricalness is like a supernatural bullshit

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

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

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

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Heres a present its a perfect gift wrap

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

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

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest