This is a song about "Twas the night before chirstmas"

And i like my marijuana bright

Monsters creeping up in the night

Because the night it's almost over

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Absent as the night grew.

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

For the greatest rapper from the land before

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

He went to the wrong place the wrong night

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

Braggin in the night club,

I thought it'd get better but

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

I suffocated the little motherfucking punk last night.