This is a song about "Present subjunctive"

Curse or blessing? rapping tighter than a christmas present,

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Infinite knowledge present, look through the proper channels.

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Lost the glimmer of light that was always present in my eyes.

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Sleep ain't guaranteed when green is present

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Like being hood was some kind of god-given present from heaven.

With all due respect i do respect you enough to expect

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

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

From the present till he becomes stagnant.

Move from the past to the present on the train

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim