This is a song about "Present"

Heres a present its a perfect gift wrap

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

Made of rubber cement, so anything you present has no effect,

But every time i smoke, well, a nigga mind gone

So this to you, i present, is my final song.

I grab the mic, rappin' tighter than a christmas present,

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

It's all about the present unfolding

Move from the past to the present on the train

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Meaning not present like absence of the wheelchair's presence

Always present, always there,

They tryin to say that i don't care