This is a song about "Birth day"

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

I am of blue blood, had a noble birth

Babies turn into shooters

For sure, you were made special at birth.

To liberate yourself, africa

Yo, birth of a real nigga,

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

His d*** is smaller than a birth control device,

Had the nerve since my birth/

Oldest nation on this earth

Since the day of my birth, i've burdened this earth/

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

We were livin' the cold world, ever since our birth no remedy

The birth pangs of democracy shout out

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud