This is a song about "Birthday boy"

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

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

Im im on tha way

He died on my 16 birthday,

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

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

That's all they say looking boy

My nigga, its all love

Now you buying birthday presents