This is a song about "The holidays"

The bigger the the fun

I told him get his 9 and run

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Where the fuck the chorus

Ass shots is a plus

Now hey little mama

I bring the heat like the

Mr. cocaine muzik, i’m 100 proof

From the gutter to the roof

Saw the bombs on the news

My time with their half-witted reviews

Both: this the perfect plan

Still the man with the pan