This is a song about "Present"

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Ain't uniquely present, but distinctly obsolescent

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

Meaning not present like absence of the wheelchair's presence

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

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

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

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

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

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

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

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

I'll rap this shit up and hand it to ya. it's a present

Scholarship for my mistress

Present a present like christmas