I sit alone in a four cornered room staring at candles oh ok santa is coming let me talk about that right here
Tonight I can't sleep I toss and turn visions of chestnuts on the fire being burned I'm anxious sleeping with one eye opened bigger than the other to see if Santa is real like I figured my mothers always stressing I ain't asleep tonight but I ain't going out without a sight every time my eyes close I start dreaming about sugar plums and fairies on my nose there's somebody up in the back but I don't know who it is so I put on my slacks I can hear him on the roof from deep in the covers I throw open the window & I don't see the brother he owns a red wizard hat like I own a red suit and a candy cane like my own some might say take a chill b but I believe so much that I have to see he I'm sitting near the tree when the wind blows every 20 seconds through the chimney like a window I set all my traps and check my video as I pass now I'm staring at the elf at the corner It's messed up when your mind is playing tricks on you
This year Christmas fell on a weekend so me and DJ dust are fake sleeping waiting for the sleigh to pass hiding on the roof with clubs and masks hoping for a chance to use this mace I hear the bells & my heart changed pace we'd be in for a squab no doubt then we came to our senses and went back in the house he wouldn't really come we figured but then we heard the sound get bigger and just as it came it began to leave then I heard the voice that haunts my sleep so we started yelling at em dropping them deepspace bombs on em the more I screamed the faster he flew then he disappeared and dust disappeared too I hope you know just what I mean I wasn't even close to Christmas eve it was June and I was laying on the street my hands were all bloody from punching on the concrete oh well homie my mind was playing tricks on me