This is a song about "Poor christmas"

My niggas is winning though

And i'm one short of christmas, hoho

The definition's like christmas

It’s official, she my misses

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

I represent the desperation of the poor

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

Who won't refer twilight, knows it's shitty, poor

I guess santa knew what i wanted that christmas

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Once upon a time not long ago

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

People label me as soft, emotional and poor