[Intro] Listen. This ain’t about one night. This about the other three-hundred sixty-four. Krampus talk like December the problem. Nah. You had all year. [Verse 1] You had three-hundred sixty-four chances before tonight, Every sunrise was grace, every sunset advice. Every Monday you said “I’ll fix it soon,” Now it’s Christmas Eve and you shocked by the tune? Nah—don’t blame the date, don’t blame the devil, You was movin’ foul way before December settled. You had March, had June, had time to reflect, You waited till the tree up to start showin’ regret. I saw every choice when nobody clapped, You knew right from wrong way before the trap. So don’t cry now ‘cause chains on the roof, You fed that beast all year with the shit you choose. [Hook] Three-hundred sixty-four chances gone, Christmas ain’t sudden—you been warned all along. Krampus bring fear, yeah, that’s his lane, But I gave you days—you stayed the same. Don’t act brand new when the judgment hits, You judged yourself with the life you lived. Naughty or nice ain’t decided tonight, It’s the sum of the year—now face that light. [Verse 2] You want mercy wrapped like a last-minute gift, But mercy don’t work when accountability missed. You hurt folks in April, lied through the fall, Now you beggin’ forgiveness ‘cause the calendar calls? Nah. You had time to change habits, Time to stop cappin’, stop dodgin’ the damage. Kids ain’t the issue, it’s grown-ass men Who blame the world but won’t look within. Krampus say punish—I get the rage, Some of y’all been reckless every page. But I ain’t here just to burn your soul, I’m here to remind you—you had control. [Hook] Three-hundred sixty-four chances passed, Every “next year” that you said too fast. Christmas don’t sneak up, it circles back, And it remembers every promise cracked. Fear don’t decide if you sink or fly, Your actions spoke before tonight. I ain’t takin’ sides—I’m callin’ facts, You lived the year—now answer that. [Verse 3] I almost stand with the demon, I won’t lie, Some of y’all bold with evil, dead in the eye. But Christmas ain’t fear—it’s truth in red, A mirror for the lives that you actually led. You want next year better? Then start now, Not when the bells ring, not fake va-owz. Three-hundred sixty-five reset when the sun come back, But tonight? We read the track record, facts. I’m still jolly, still love, still hope, But hope ain’t free when you refuse to grow. [Final Hook] Three-hundred sixty-four chances before this night, Christmas just shows what you did with your life. Krampus loud, chains on display, But I kept score every single day. Naughty or nice ain’t holiday luck, It’s how you moved when life got tough. I don’t steal Christmas—I guard the flame, You had the year. Say my name. [Outro] December ain’t the judge. I am. And the year remembers.

364 Chances (Santa)