This is a song about "Birthday comin up"

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Comin' up to kill me but your motherfuckin rap's trash,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Special delivery, i got it comin'

Okay man you do the drop

See i'm comin for your top

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Erase the past, niggas comin' through shootin' up the blocks,

Spittin' venom and no ever sees it comin'

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

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

I see the sun comin up

That shit was wack as fuck