Every I hear, "Happy holiday" What's my religion? I do what the say That's why I Christmas this overweighted redneck devil is big business
So all I'm up preyin' On communities, is what I'm sayin' And y'all me fat All over it's on like that
Kids lookin' for Saint Just leave me some and get off my damn dick You want a Nigga, please Your house is a wreck, and you're trees
Now how can y'all be? No food in the kitchen, and you go and buy a And then say it's for the children, but grown They can't what they ain't never known
But since everybody else is out You allow your to worship a Satan Better as Santa Claws in pocket from L.A. to Atlanta
And yeah pops, you're too You shoulda your children Santa Clause is really you And 'em the sadness Before they got all caught up in madness
Holiday A whole day to the devil
Is Palm Sunday, and after I'm goin' huntin' For eggs, 'cause Santa was frontin' He musta it was Passover 'Cause he brought his ass over my house
But today I get new anyway Plus a money, thank you Easter Bunny For the basket of beans Even though I know what the hell he means
I never read about him in the The horny little idol No wonder my mind is so But God my church wasn't broke-wristed
Even I never went I know I can repent 'Cause nobody perfect, but niggas so dense We seem to only come together nonsense
madness A whole day to the devil
October 31st is my Little still at my do', 'cause I ain't gave 'em shit But what you me in for? brats yellin', "Trick or treat", all through my screen door
When y'all should be at sleep Instead of at my front 15 deep The lantern came in handy Yo, I can turn my porch light out I ain't got no candy
But that somethin'? You buy a Halloween costume and a Almost your children a heart attack a tradition, but who the hell started that?
A whole day dedicated to the just one out of several Most people don't But America to see a shrink for her holiday madness
madness A whole day to the devil
Damn, I can't wait until it get So I can light these fireworks up at the And my independence It's the 4th of July, but I ain't got 10
I the jumbo assortment Then came out the for a goddamn skyrocket And the was a dud It was lit, but it never left the mud
But at least I got where I'm at Plus Red and Wild Cat And they open 24 And right now they got a sale on bloomin' flowers
So I'm to celebrate July 4th 1930, the date 'Cause in Black people were in the mix
Until the comin' of W.B. The God in person, cursin' America Word is And us Elijah and Farrakhan
Holiday madness Holiday