December 25

No gifts under the tree, just cold on the floor, Everybody smilin', but I'm wantin' more,

Santa never came, guess he lost my door,

All I got for Christmas was an empty soul.

(Repeat x4)

They say "it's the thought," but no thoughts came through,

No cards, no calls, just the same old blues, through,

No cards, no calls, just the same old blues,

I been grindin' all year, hopin' dreams come true,

But December hit hard like a past-due bill too.

Fake snow on the screen, but my window stay bare, Dreamin' of the gifts, but there's nothin' out there, I ain't bitter, just numb, I been used to despair,

Still I wrap up my pain, tie it up with a stare.

I been grindin' -" year, hopin'lights all on the block,

But the heat cut off, and the door still locked.

Tree in the corner but the gifts ain't much,

Mama working overtime just to cover the clutch.

Everybody flexin' with they red and green,

Instagram shining like a movie scene.

But behind them pics, it

Ain’t always meet.

Radio blasting all the carols and cheer,

But the struggle don't vanish just 'cause the year's near.

Some dads never show, some friends don't call, some kias wake up wit nothin' at all. Man, I wake up on the 25th, ain't nothin' by the tree, Everybody braggin' like they livin' luxury.

Santa ain't real, never did a thing for me,

It's just debt, fake smiles, and false energy.

All these songs on the radio, I just cut it off, Holiday cheer? Nah, I ain't with the soft.

If giving's what it mean, then where's

'ine at?

(Repeat x4)

I ain't bitter, I'm just speakin' my truth,

This season ain't magic when it's missin' the proof.

Forget the lights, the carols, and fake cheer, It's just another broke December, another wasted year.

Ain't no gifts under my tree, just the dust on the floor,

Same hoodie from last year, what I'm needin' it for?

Everybody flashin'

Jordans, I'm in hand-me-downs,

Scrollin' through the posts while I'm stuck in the background. Cookies by the fireplace?

Nah, we got cold, Santa never came through

- that story got old.

I don't hate December, I just hate the lies,

They sell you a dream, but it's pain in disguise.

All the lights on the block don't erase my stress, Every "Merry Christmas" feelin' more like a test.

If it's really 'bout giving, then why I got done? don't erase my stress, Every "Merry Christmas" feelin' more like a test.

If it's really 'bout giving, then why I get none?

Guess Christmas ain't made for the broke or the

young. Christmas? Man, miss me with that fake joy,

Ain't no gifts for me, just noise and decoys.

Talkin' peace on earth, but it's war in my crib, Y'all eatin' feasts, I'm starvin' - yeah, that's how I live.

(repeat x4)

Santa ain't real, just a scam for the weak, Sell you dreams in December, leave you broke by the week I don't want your carols, don't sing me no song, I been cut out the picture, I don't play along. I see rich kids postin', unwrappin' they stash, While I'm prayin' for a break.