This is a song about "Elise s birthday"

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Chain, and not two, unlike that fat guy without a brain but a birthday crew.

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

S on my chest like a superman vest

I know i've came so far

Bad, just like an 80's car

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

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

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

My g"s have been handcuffed,

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

Watch them get they monica on all day

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Putting down in different projects at the same damn time