This is a song about "Abigail s 17th birthday"

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

6 months, right back on the damn block anyway

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

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

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

He died on my 16 birthday,

And let the beat play

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun