This is a song about "Birthdays"

Eight full rounds of birthdays, a first grader

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

His birthdays coming wonder if he's happy in heaven

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

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

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

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud