This is a song about "Birthday bash"

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Hit a rhyme dip off n' just dash. slash tires bash liars,

Why i can't move away

It ain't my birthday today

Your birthday and anniversary

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I can get intellectual on a track or turn barbaric and start to bash

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

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

Do i care, no i don't.. i'm white trash who might bash

But i let off everything i have

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

All i heard was a few pouts, i think they were the hollywood bash