This is a song about "Dad s birthday"

Nigga ain't bad, see, niggas just had

Well its between you and dad

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Your birthday and anniversary

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day

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

All this paper i fold

S queezys very bold

He died on my 16 birthday,

I've got so much to say

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!