This is a song about "Halloween and christmas spirit"

In his mind to spit with spirit and heart, and plans to kill it.

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I'm lyrically gifted, shit it isn't even christmas,

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

To bring devilish destruction upon a customers spirit

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

And i'm one short of christmas, hoho

Tricker treat.. trigger threat knock on your doors like its halloween/

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

About god the father, jesus the son and the holy spirit.

Whole team full of og’s packing fo-fo’s on the hip hip

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Ripping ya tendons and using the bitches to wrap ya body up like a gift for christmas/