Idk but I know my mum stopped that santa shit quick like "we don't even have a chimney, how is he getting in" 🤣

What made me not really believe in Santa is that I would always skip school, I would barely do my work, I wouldn't listen to anything anybody told me, and somehow every year I would end up getting presents from Santa when I was a little asshole, so that made me come to the conclusion that Santa definitely wasn't real.

Santa Claus, definitely.

I don't think I believed in either. I was very logical as a youngster.

Tooth Fairy wasn't on my radar. Think I stopped believing in Santa at age 7.

I believed in Santa Claus longer than the Tooth Fairy because, well, I figured out after a while that it was just my parents putting money under my pillow after losing a tooth. So, yeah.

Yo, what the fuck is even a Santa Claus, bro, like, what the hell, bruh? Hey, yo, what the fuck? Yo, who this fat ***** outside of my window? What the fuck?

I kinda, um, realized that they were fake a while ago at the same time, around the same time, uh, yeah it's really fun to have parasites, Nicki.

Honestly, the Tooth Fairy, I never believed in because my mom, it kind of exposed that one. And Santa Claus, I stopped believing in that like four or five because I peeked through my mom's door and I seen them wrapping up the presents and I was like, what the hell? And my dad told us to say thank you to him because he's the one that bought all of it. And we always went Christmas shopping with them and picked out our toys.

I actually knew that they both were not real by like a very young age but I guess you can say I knew stay until longer