The night before Christmas shit just wasn’t right
the DA issued a warrant Swat would end my night.
Santa would come and go my bail was out of sight
the plea agreement offered my ass they would bite.
So ho ho ho now down to my last few lines of blow
they wire-tapped my phone so now it’s off to jail I go.
Missing on Santa’s list again we were never really friends
while singing silent night my dorm started a gang fight.
A suggested gift exchange a knife in the back is that the same
Merry Christmas 5 years to go I’ll be out to rob you some more.