This is a song about "Birthdays"

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

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

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

His birthdays coming wonder if he's happy in heaven

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Eight full rounds of birthdays, a first grader

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

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud