This is a song about "Gift"

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

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

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

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

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Your gift of lyricalness is like a supernatural bullshit

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

My lyrics are a spiritual gift, it's twisted, a head spinner,

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

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

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

Admit the decision a gift of division among others wisdom descended

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

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