This is a song about "18th birthday"

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

But fuck it, i'mma break loose, celebrate the hulks birthday?

Yo yo today is my birthday, wheres my chocolate sundae,

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

She can make a pimp fall in love

Now you buying birthday presents

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

But the same deposition take it every time

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

You ain't even call me on my birthday

Your birthday and anniversary

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Don't like my birthday gifts so just give me back the receipt

My words play like i'm a father at a birthday meet.

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep