This is a song about "Birthday of amzad"

Top of my pile of bodies

Right flows down and they might go nice

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Thought this was forever love

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Destruct straight 'n' bust flames, gave birth-day/

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

It ain't my birthday today

I have so much to say

Out of this coviction of feelings

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

I cant forget mr moosey moose, last birthday he bought some used nike shoes,