This is a song about "Birthday"

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

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

I cant forget mr moosey moose, last birthday he bought some used nike shoes,

Like a rhyme with birthday and first place then they call that sublime

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

Yeah, and make sure everything you say

You ain't even call me on my birthday

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

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

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

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

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay