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VERSE 1
My favorite holiday is Christmas
Though I hardly qualify as Christian
Got that good hair 'cause I'm part Indian
Plus whole fam go hard at Thanksgiving
If I'm missing it's cuz I'm lined up
Trying to give'em my business before its marked up
Stiff arm shoppers like it's all mine what
Boy dem deep discounts done got me fired up
Don't fool with Kwanzaa dog it's so wack
They don't even do gifts and I ain't pro black
Man I'm pro green and I gots to get it
Second that I got it I gots ta spend it
All brand names, Iâm looking splendid
Yall got no class like yall got suspended
Bling for misses copped my son Batman
All praises due to jolly old fatman, Amen!
Man it just donât make no sense
I can hardly pay my rent
All this doe that I done spent
Out here trying to cop these gifts
Just donât make no sense
All these festivities got me spent
Times are hard so hard we went
Almost spent up every cent
BREAK
VERSE 2
If my girl copped me a wack gift then weâre thru
Might take back all that I copped for her too
To be my boo and worthy of praise
Need a PS4... plus some new Js
Iâm out here burning up doe real wreckless
Swapped my check with a diamond necklace
Nothing like diamonds to say âI love herâ
When you tryna slide her the stocking stuffer
I know money canât buy me love but
Iâm seeing more action Jiâlike, somewhat
Screwed like a lugnut when my funds shrank
My accountâs blank, no cash in the bank
No gas in my tank Mrs. Clause leaving
Nothing left to give, she done receiving
No longer present, yet itâs a wrap... ironic
Searching for gift receipts as I sip my tonic
VERSE 3
They talking âbout boycotting Black Friday
If I had my way, it would be 5 days
Then they talking âbout supporting Black business
Iâm like itâs called Black Friday.. isnât it
Alright, I know that a tad too ignorant
But Iâd like to know why on earth should I give a ish
When a TV worth a Gâs now three⦠hundred
Everything in me say hit the street running
Then they say weâre that second class citizen,
But weâre the first to give up all my dividends
Outside of the neighborhood that we are living in
Meanwhile our lifeâs treated like itâs insignificant
Sure plenty times the service be dreadfool
âCause we ainât really customers, thought of as a threat fool
And the folks our tax pay to serve and protect us
Most donât do either let alone respect us
So why should I care about a holiday special
Tryna save a dime, when we need to save our self
Too many of us dying and we funding movement
They gonna kill your cousin, you ainât gonâ do ish?!
Who the real menace? Ainât hard to call it
But some of the ammo to fight backâs in your wallet
They donât worship prophets they worship profit
Make them the target and hit them in the pocket
Pow-er!!!