This is a song about "Santas breaking the law"

My life is in between the rhymes making a statement breaking free

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law

The mainstream makes money, so i'm breaking the mold,

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

I dint fuck around everyday i break the law

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

And breaking the cycle not following your genes

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

The mainstream makes money, so i'm breaking the mold,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Breaking the limit, awakening my inner demons/