This is a song about "15th birthday"

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

I cant forget mr moosey moose, last birthday he bought some used nike shoes,

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

What you want me to say

He died on my 16 birthday,

Now you buying birthday presents

Thought this was forever love

Your birthday and anniversary

Plottin' don’t even worry

You ain't even call me on my birthday

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

Watch them get they monica on all day

Destruct straight 'n' bust flames, gave birth-day/

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

Chain, and not two, unlike that fat guy without a brain but a birthday crew.