This is a song about "Present tinashe"

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Move from the past to the present on the train

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

And the present, where nothing's given, you're draped,

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

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

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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

Like a passenger on 9/11, please go find a reverend

Curse or blessing? rapping tighter than a christmas present,

It's all about the present unfolding

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

More than just present i present the newest of presents

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

Santa won't even give you coal for a fucking christmas present