Ima try to explain this right/I know I been naughty/but nice at the same time/I know how that sounds/I'm writing saint nick/hoping u would replace that lump of coal with a brick/but no matter how many letters I send/and acknowledge my sins/my name ends up on the wrong list/I'm just tryna live/God ain't listening so I'm hoping u could wrap me that gift/so I can flip it/and spoil my kids/plus its been a while since I smiled/lost all the plugs to the system/I'm hurtin and I hope that u get this before my trial/at least get me a piece/so I can walk in peace thru these streets/I know I'm good/but u wont get the truth/from my enemies/i know it's all jus jealousy/they'll tell u I'm rude/walk in my boots with a bad attitude/wont even fuck with em/unless they tryna cop a pound or two/I may be the bad guy in many eyes/but how many devils are livin lavish/havin way more than i/I'm only doin dirt to survive/so kris kringle/help a lil homie out/when u go in ur ride.