This is a song about "Killer santa"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I carry the biggest sacks you'd think santa came early

Stalkin santa cause i could give a fuck for saint nick,

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Got so lit thought i was a kid and hid it; didn't want santa to see

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

I slay em like a #serial #killer

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for