This is a song about "Birthdays"

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

His birthdays coming wonder if he's happy in heaven

Will still catch you niggas off guard like victims of surprise birthdays

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Eight full rounds of birthdays, a first grader

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

(what up dad?) do you remember the birthdays you missed out?