This is a song about "Birthday cats and chocolate"

Now you buying birthday presents

But most times darling the sequel sucks

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

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

Run with ill cats, and we we kill that, with heat like shaq attack,

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

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

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

Your birthday and anniversary

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Like her birthday how was her day so far i was learning this from afar and apart

For the new cats to come and take the fame

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

He died on my 16 birthday,

This is hip hop for today