This is a song about "Halloween and christmas spirit"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Through rhymes and beats i let my spirit be

Give the bomb the spirit so i can spirit

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Cause im mean like 2 spirit

You be on that stalker shit

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

And it was late december, couple days, and merry christmas,

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

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

And i'm one short of christmas, hoho

Same bitches used to play me though

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

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

We don't speak to informants, they just look for a way out

Gonna be nice creepy, halloween is right around,