This is a song about "Santa compost ross bin"

Ran right in ross, lookin' real prominent

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

'cause my mama threw me into the loony bin.

Not to mention rick ross

And i can't help but stare, cause

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

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

I aint santa, but i know know know

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Iv checked this once iv bin before

As soon as i walk in the door

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

I think im rick ross cause i swear that ima boss and

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Like a boss, so check off rick ross