This is a song about "Wrap it up"

I used a people magazine as a blunt wrap,

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Wrap you in saran plastic,

Small, but you talkin' big

Ripping ya tendons and using the bitches to wrap ya body up like a gift for christmas/

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Heres a present its a perfect gift wrap

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Wrap that blunt under after

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

I try to wrap my head around it, try to understand,

Wrap my lasso round you neck,

My god come before this bread

The problem is that his subconscious likes to wrap

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap