This is a song about "The 12 days of christmas"

One of these days the feeling will be amazing.

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Sitting here reminiscing about the old days

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

You will be out of cum before the christmas, mate

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

A hazy glimpse of what's to come in the ensuing days/

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

He's the part of me that drinks when the days are done.

Doubtful, i see the days of bingo and jello

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

And it was late december, couple days, and merry christmas,

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

They call me the god of night and the king of days