This is a song about "Santa clause"

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I carry the biggest sacks you'd think santa came early

Im dressed up like fucking santa

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Santa loves some but in brooklyn, he dodged us.

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

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

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Got so lit thought i was a kid and hid it; didn't want santa to see

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Gift so whack,even on xmas even fake santa wont give

I guess santa knew what i wanted that christmas

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because