Santa’s Slay Twisted Insane

[Verse 1]
December 24th, I’m on the road again
Making sure the kids ain’t gotta be up at the store again
Dasher, Donner, Blitzen, nigga look at what I’m rollin’ in
Pull up on your roof, I take a poop and then I throw it in
Going in a minute, if I fall then yell “Geronimo!”
Krampus gotta get you and then beat you and I gotta go
Went to get my kids some shit, December be impossible
The store been fucking up and so I had to call
Inaudible
Christmas time, I told my wife to sit on Santa’s lap
Push and hurt, that pussy squirt, and then she took a nap
(Then what’d you do?)
Back on the sleigh through the night
Pushing through the winter, I had no dinner
I should’ve made something before I came here
Maybe a little medical edible
Nothing for me to eat
Not even a hair off a reindeer
Now I’m in the kitchen looking through your shit
I open up the fridge n’ get a bottle of your lame beer
Back up on the rooftop
Taking everything up in the kitchen
When you wake up, bitch I ain’t here

[Hook]
You will bleed on Christmas Eve if you get in my way
I’ll come down your chimney, let Santa seal your fate
Have my milk all heated up with cookies on my plate
Before I come up in your room, kill you, and get away
Santa’s Slay