This is a song about "Gangsta birthday"

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

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

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

If it's my #birthday. fuck a #whore in the worst way

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

You all act like gangsta but afraid to be rude

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

Call all my gangsta homies to help me restructure your face.

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Get in the mood on blacc friday

You ain't even call me on my birthday

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

She will never get by, no how no way