This is a song about "40th birthday"

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

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

It ain't my birthday today

Round my motherfuckin way

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

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

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

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

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

Your birthday and anniversary

Got the seven on me like vick jersey

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

Ain't seen his seed in 14 days, that nigga too weak

Few chips, i get out n' spray

He died on my 16 birthday,