This is a song about "Sad christmas love"

When you lie like that, its really sad

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

And that maybach, let me take em way back

I killing people,but i still feel sad

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I coordinate, my rhymes shine like an ornament. sorry it ain't christmas,

But actually i am sad

Nigga ain't bad, see, niggas just had

The definition's like christmas

But i guess that shit's just tough love

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I guess santa knew what i wanted that christmas

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

Retarded bitches, making lists of boys like christmas,