This is a song about "Secret santa"

Whispering to her pussy like a secret conversation

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

My secret is search and destroy

She got back with her old boy

See santa coming on a reindeer

This batmobile is real hard to steer

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

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Saw you go out with my best friend and i kept it all a secret

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Wrapped up in degrees of these secret organizations,

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

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

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see