Merry Christmas I guess it’s been a little bit But you mother fuckers are acting like I don’t do shit What’s the point of all of these stupid goals When you take my presents and call them coals Presenting a new old me Present for you kids My presence for you seems To replace where your daddy hid Well papa’s back bitch Say hi to the mystery How you doing I guess I’m talking to the wall ‘Cause all you mother fuckers keep on jabbing And I’m never gonna please you all So open wide and suck my balls Don’t tell me about where I fall You never saw the heights I reached A sideline coach who never teaches Content leeches angry that I’m bold enough To grit my teeth and practice what I’m preaching I’m still showing up You put me in a box and then you wrapped it with a bow And you claimed I changed the script when I unwrapped it and said no You tried to trap me as some rap fiend But I’m not from that scene I told you I dabbled unwrapping your rap dreams Wrapped up in whack themes Don’t know my initials you skipped Artificial Then asked for the old mystery Fuck off with your bullshit Fuck off like you know shit Fuck what anybody’s told you If you’re a name I’ve never known Then I don’t fucking owe you Merry Christmas bitch Merry Christmas bitch I don’t owe you shit I don’t owe you shit I don’t owe you fucking shit Merry Christmas bitch Merry Christmas Merry Christmas bitch Merry Christmas bitch I don’t owe you shit I don’t owe you shit I don’t owe you fucking shit Merry Christmas bitch You’re a fucking pile of shit Oh, the irony you think you take the high road By sitting spying quietly and thinking that I won’t know But gossipers are lying fiends who out each other oh no I’ve got folders of screenshots of the nice guys going psycho You think the things I say are mean But you would not believe The things they say about me What am I saying of course you know ‘Cause you have said it all before Those group chats are open door You two-faced whores You’re more two-faced than me But I literally have no face I mean Holy shit that’s a whole lot of irony Merry Christmas bitch Merry Christmas bitch I don’t owe you shit I don’t owe you shit I don’t owe you fucking shit Merry Christmas bitch Merry Christmas Merry Christmas bitch Merry Christmas bitch I don’t owe you shit I don’t owe you shit I don’t owe you fucking shit Merry Christmas bitch You’re a fucking pile of shit (Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you)
