text: You said yesterday that its nearly Christmas
  What did I want?
  And I thought...
  Just love me, love me, love me
  Thats what I want for Christmas
  Welcome to my center
  Honeys feel it deep in they placenta
  Cold as the pole in the winter
  Ricochet off the vertebrae then splat where your heart be at
  Now starts the cardiac arrest Where’s your vest?
  You forgot now you slowly drop cuz your heart stopped
  Beaten, your bitch-ass crew is retreatin
  Niggas left you, fucked up passed out with your ass out
  Pockets ran through stripped with your brains bashed out
  Niggas wanna do me slugs just run through me
  Like trees to branches
  Cliffs to avalanches
  It’s the praying mantis
  Deep like the mind of Farrakhan
  A motherfuckin’ rap phenomenon, plus
  I make it hot
  At your burial site I smoke blunts all night to the light
  You said yesterday that its nearly Christmas
  What did I want?
  And I thought...
  Just love me, love me, love me
  Thats what I want for Christmas