This is a song about "18th birthday"

But keep them cigarettes away

It ain't my birthday today

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

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

He died on my 16 birthday,

As: other plans got in the way

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

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

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

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

You ain't even call me on my birthday

Another round what the song say

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

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

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

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street