My Gift To You

now y'all know damn well that's about that time again but this time that fat man ain't skipping up my pen I'm inking him up to where the f*** is Saint Nick with my s*** I got a question and I need you to answer it Nick why you so mother f****** jolly mother f***** your wife must be fine as f*** I can dig it.. let's get back to it this Christmas and all the other Christmases that follow this right here will be the official music look Santa you better not have none of my s*** on pause we signed the contract long time ago you better read the claws or I'm going after Mrs clause pinyeah believe me she'll look real nice at the end of my chimney.. I'm just blowing smoke the rich might sing a nice tune for you but I ain't that matter of fact I'm fixing to send my goons for you you best believe I'm going after that one female elf .. she going to get the yule log my wood with flames that s*** be chopping down trees I got a gift for of you so-called MCs your present is my presence unwrap my essence rain down my blessings greatness is the only proof of evidence I got a set and I got the earth's population in my sack but I got to come more than once a year 7 yeah I'm bringing the gift of seeds to to whoever has a vagina I can see that there is p**** in need preferably the ones that's able to fertilize but I don't discriminate to the ones who can't we can still try multiple times if you like.. no but real s***I need something with a snug fit or a nickel-plated grip that will fit firmly snug in the middle of my fist f*** everything I'll just take a new crown give me the one that once owned by King Midas