This is a song about "17th birthday"

Like a rhyme with birthday and first place then they call that sublime

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day

If it's my #birthday. fuck a #whore in the worst way

Like her birthday how was her day so far i was learning this from afar and apart

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

He died on my 16 birthday,

Rub my back, then let me lay

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

She will never get by, no how no way

They shoot you over that paper, its just survivalist human nature

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

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

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

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

If you out there let me hear you say