This is a song about "Gift"

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

Holy shithater i forgive your stupidity, this verse is a gift

Heres a present its a perfect gift wrap

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

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

You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

I don’t need a gift to know that this shit is backwards,

Love my women with high heels and high standards

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

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

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

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

Life is a gift appreciate it,

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit