This is a song about "Craigs birthday"

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

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

It ain't my birthday today

Hit you from a block away

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

Yo yo today is my birthday, wheres my chocolate sundae,

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

You know we kick it like everyday

You ain't even call me on my birthday

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

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

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

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

He died on my 16 birthday,