This is a song about "Gift"

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

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

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Thanks for the house and your bitch gift,

The doctor has arrived just be patient

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

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

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

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

Your gift of lyricalness is like a supernatural bullshit

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit