This is a song about "Birthday song"

But fuck it, i'mma break loose, celebrate the hulks birthday?

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

You just gotta be strong

This is my break-up song,

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

My words play like i'm a father at a birthday meet.

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

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

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

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

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

Now you buying birthday presents

Rub the wood and ima show em love

You're listening to this song

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn