This is a song about "Heartbreaking christmas day"

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

Till i murder your verse and wrap your body up like it's christmas!

Bitch these ain't christmas carols

We race foreign cars, custom models

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

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

Cause that christmas you know the whole pneumonia thing?

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

He's married to the game, like a fuck you for christmas

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

It haunts me every christmas eve

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

I coordinate, my rhymes shine like an ornament. sorry it ain't christmas,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

It haunts me every christmas eve

And all my childhood memories