[Verse 1]
After, the joy, half laughter
The book, of the kids, favorite mothafuckin' chapter
No need to be a actor (Cover up with quilt)
So the fat n***a could drink my mothafuckin' milk
I want some gold Bapes, I want a prom date
A sloppy ass, musty bitch, that's overweight
I want a new piano, record deal, new pills, therapist, i'm pissed
(Somebody give me a hug)

[Verse 2]
Jangle balls, and i'm fuckin' Mrs. Clause
Have her her climbin' up the wall while he givin' y'all gifts
He ain't never gave me shit
My mom bought the wrappin' and the shit that influenced me to start rappin'
It's not a joke
Chillin' with the polar bear that used to work for Coke
Santa sniffin' coke, my santa letter wrote "Fuck you, whiney Malcolm X movie, try me"
And I'm still in Harry Potter's cloak

[Verse 3]
Middle East was his birthday, twenty fifth, I'd rather get gifts
So why the fuck would I go out my way to celebrate birthday
I'm selfish, what the fuck I look like, buyin' a gift
Hide em, bed under the couch
Rad kid smashed they mothfucka' ginger house
Jesus don't know me, he ain't my homie
Our friendship sits on itself
Santa go and molest an elf
[Verse 4]
Prancer, Jingle, Rudolph
Drunk drivin' at night, a peppermint Smirnoff
Santa a lil' buzzed, and forgot to switch gears off
My childhood is here, never, ever, ever Smirnoff
Snowman, robbing little girl, boys, for toys
And, G.I Joes, and, here his fatass go, on my roof like --
Ho, Ho, Ho (Ho, Ho, Ho!)

[Verse 5]
Christmas trees green, and this time of year clean
Make me wanna go and do things (Like)
N***as in a tinsel, sleigh bells, blow whistle
Milan and Raquel, hope you under the missle-toe
The house is decorated, and man, i'm frustrated
Cause' I didn't get shit that I really wanted
New year zoom, like a mothafuckin' Mazda
But at the end i wanna know, (What the fuck is Kwanzaa?)
What is it?
Nobody knows -- nobody knows
Nobody, anybody?

[Outro]
(O.F.M, bangin' on your F.M.)
Merry Christmas, Happy holidays
Fuck it, still a kid
Bout to go.. Have a snowball fight, in the middle of L.A
Steal some Christmas trees, set em' on fire, eat some ginger-bread cookies
Shit, I don't know
It's the time to enjoy life, you know
Happy holidays from us at Odd Future, and fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you