This is a song about "Forgetting someones birthday drake"

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

No, man that's grossly fake, like rick ross and drake,

You're forever forgetting the ropes

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Forgetting what matters, the fixtures within

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

I ended someones life with these two hands

You hit the wall like its another crack in someones ass.

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

You're forever forgetting the ropes

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Now you buying birthday presents

On the slow jam of love