This is a song about "Birthday boy"

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Get outta my face, looking boy

Plottin' don’t even worry

Your birthday and anniversary

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Now you buying birthday presents

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

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,

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Don't like my birthday gifts so just give me back the receipt

When there's only two spots and it's your birthday.

Me and my homieskick it like everyday