This is a song about "Girl 17 birthday"

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

She think she cute she think she classy but straight up that girl is nasty.

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

And me and my girl always seem like we headed in different ways

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

I flow flawlessly, without trying make your girl wanna talk to me

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

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

And im not puffin on the green or snorting (ish) white as pearl

Your parents seem to think i'm goingtobejustfine without you girl..

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

Little girl show me how you twirl, look at the news girl, no ones. looking

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later