This is a song about "Gift"

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

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

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Thanks for the house and your bitch gift,

Now i'm playin' solitaire patient

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

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

People always told me its a gift from up above

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

So i thought of it as a gift

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

Your parents wanted to get rid of you with a gift receipt,