This is a song about "Santa paula"

I asked santa claus for coal, so guess who stole his presents.

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Your bitch greet me like i'm santa clause, mouth water

Flow smoother than paula deena butter

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

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

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

I say santa you into some banter i got a dare

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

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

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry