This is a song about "Wrapping presents"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I asked santa claus for coal, so guess who stole his presents.

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

Until i'm wreckin' with presents, like shovin' muffins down your mouth

No more cutting grams, and wrapping grands up in rubberbands, i'm a

How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina

Now you buying birthday presents

On the slow jam of love

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

Wedding presents got my best man at the best buy

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

More than just present i present the newest of presents

You know that love is a very serious thing

Be proactive pick up a box start wrapping

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

Daddy took my last money to buy presents for her, and i feel so screwed