This is a song about "Birthday eventzee"

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

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

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Your birthday and anniversary

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

You ain't even call me on my birthday

And talking shit we gon' party all day

If it's my #birthday. fuck a #whore in the worst way

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

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

He died on my 16 birthday,

If you out there let me hear you say