This is a song about "Birthday sex"

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

It wasn't about the sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

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

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

Now you buying birthday presents

But most times darling the sequel sucks

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her