This is a song about "Giving to the poor on christmas day"

I have so much to say

Along to save the day

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Than giving to the people who needs some.

Here i go again, falling in love

The definition's like christmas

Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft

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

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

On the couch, wasted giving no fucks

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Giving me the passion, to go to really great lengths/

They at the same spot they making no progress

With a rich bitch giving me head, sat on the blower to mallower back in

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation