This is a song about "No gifts for chr"

The gifts, i wanted on christmas?

She can make a pimp fall in love

For mercy if i don't get no i won't show no

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

No responsibilities for me listening

I spend thousands on the shoes for the coupe it's nothing

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

No conscience, no need for resilience

I can teach you all the sounds of love

This shit aint for no business

For no longer am i scared,

Half your body laying on my chest