This is a song about "Prancer does not want to pull santas sleigh"

Im not going to want your sympathy

Third ward general, young cash money

"hoes want attention women want respect" not to mention why men are leaving

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

They feel sympathy but do not know what it feels like to want to pull out a knife

Bitch say im hot smoking on by the night nigga you ain't know about the life

Third eye high, this does not matter

You told me god was the answer

But that does not mean ill be stopping

I was born to do the damn thing

I do not want to get involved with drugdealers and players

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

This does not go out to any rapper in particular but if you