Destruct straight 'n' bust flames, gave birth-day/
Got problems, what? i can't say
At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later
Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger
104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way
But fuck it, i'mma break loose, celebrate the hulks birthday?
My words play like i'm a father at a birthday meet.
We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat
Chain, and not two, unlike that fat guy without a brain but a birthday crew.
I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you
Your birthday and anniversary
I just want somebody i can see
But most times darling the sequel sucks
Now you buying birthday presents
It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one
Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin
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