This is a song about "Santa wins"

New predicaments trickle in with older wins eclipsed in the fade

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

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

It don't matter who wins the votes, you're a kid with friends i'm sure city wide.

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

21 straight wins at the event

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

I got more wins then legs on a fuckin centipede

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her