This is a song about "Receive"

On christmas all i receive is coal, yo,

She probably had a reason though

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Lies right before your eyes and they force you to receive it

Quarterback yo girl so i receive her

My pockets got paper on paper

Be ready to receive this written spit and get sick

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

I receive the degree to my relief

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Anxious to leave this world, receive relief..breathe.. this girl,

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back

And i surely know i can't receive that