This is a song about "Feelings on majesty birthday"

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

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

He died on my 16 birthday,

Think i need another play

Your birthday and anniversary

Trying to catch me riding dirty

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Cause lurking deep inside, subdivided and on the side are my true feelings stored away,

What happened to feelings

Soon as the stooly sings

I cant quite get a grasp on my feelings just yet

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

My nigga, its all love

Now you buying birthday presents

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

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day