This is a song about "Naked christmas"

Are too far out for naked eyes to see

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Retarded bitches, making lists of boys like christmas,

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

My nigga, its all love

Bitch these ain't christmas carols

It haunts me every christmas eve

Got tired of running from the police

Stand on the balcony naked

Now you got me hopped up on that

I'ma make u naked, releasing your trouser's suspender

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

It haunts me every christmas eve