Dear Santa

Hey Santa, Dax again
 I hope you're not gonna ignore my calls again this year
 I'm sorry about what happened last year I'm just really, really passionate about Christmas and...
 And you were being a Grinch
 And you know it
 Okay?
 So listen
 Aye Santa last year you did a good job but this year we need to pick this shit up
 Last year I said a Cadillac color matte black
 But this year I think I really want a Bentley truck
 I don't want to hear excuses last year you played me for a fool this year get yo fat ass up
 I don't mean to be a nuisance, Santa but after last year
 I don't give a fuck
 I need two phones like I'm Kevin gates
 I'm tryna get boo'd up like I'm Ella Mai
 Last year I got a Lele Pons follow back
 But this year I'm tryna take Lele on a god damn date
 I want two homes, with two gnomes, in two states
 Two thrones, gray poupon on two steaks
 A crib with a gate
 And some fish in a pond with a hot tub beside of a lake
 I need tube socks
 A feature from 2Pac
 A new season of Boondocks
 Some more ice 'cause I'm too hot
 And this year throw in a flesh light and a juke box
 I need closure
 I need more exposure
 A new diet preferably kosher
 Get me a virgin who's never even kissed a man so I can show her
 A billboard hit
 Balmain fit
 Iced out watch
 Exclusive kicks
 And some who's only only job is to wipe my ass every time I shit
 Santa
 I know you see me, don't try to play me just like you Stevie
 And have me wondering and looking so needy
 I'm not that greedy just let me get a couple more things and 60 inch TV
 A personal chef to help me cook
 And someone to read for me when I open up a book
 And let me get some booty
 Like captain hook
 Dear Dax, uhhh Santa here, it's not looking good this year, son
 Ms. Clause is sick
 Rudolph is in the hospital
 The Popeyes chicken sandwich ran out
 I'm black
 Uhh let me connect you with a friend
 Again Santa, two in years in row?
 Now I know what you mean when you always say ho
 I'ma huff puff come and blow down yo door
 Treat you just like a grudge I ain't letting you
 I'ma show you the meaning of pole (do do do)
 And put yo head right in a scope
 Put a Red dot 'pon ya head top
 Have you looking like a real red nose
 'Twas the night before Christmas
 And all through the house
 Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse
 It was Dax and the Grinch
 Because Santa's the bitch
 So we gon' break this shit down
 And we gon' do it like this