This is a song about "Birthday suit"

Observe: cock and spray

He died on my 16 birthday,

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

It has been this way

It ain't my birthday today

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

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

This rap shit don't suit you, rather shoot you

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

Don't you hate it when you forget to wash your skin suit

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Don't you hate it when you forget to wash your skin suit

There’s nothing positive about that man in the suit,

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot