This is a song about "Next christmas"

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

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

It haunts me every christmas eve

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

Bitch these ain't christmas carols

We race foreign cars, custom models

Two lips blowin' kisses, muah to my mistress

Retarded bitches, making lists of boys like christmas,

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Just wait for next muhfuckin christmas, i'll be swearin to god

Slapped together, rappers wrapped up, christmas presents,

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Now whatcha gonna dowhen my niggas come for you

Criminal intent, put it on my christmas list too,

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

It’s christmas morning, valerie’s performing holy night