This is a song about "14 february"

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Such a comedian oncoming median traffic

And my rings 14 carat

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

Instead of livin sad in jail i coulda died free and happyand my cellmate's raped on the norm

February seventh is the day i was born but it is also a day that rappers mourn

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

Only 14 and i already have an oligarch

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Extraterrestrial runnin' over pedestrians

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Zirconium passing a diamond it's draconian

Killing the competition, without any permission,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin