This is a song about "Birthday october 9th"

Those october days, we'd explore the fields of wonder

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

October 16th, i was finally ready.

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

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

They shoot you over that paper, its just survivalist human nature

Observe: cock and spray

He died on my 16 birthday,

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

The world isn't as red as you think, october

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

October november

And i ain't frontin for her