This is a song about "Happy birthday ana"

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

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Its all bullshit, you gotta do what makes you happy

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

It makes me happy uh..

Who knows what the

Now you buying birthday presents

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Don't like my birthday gifts so just give me back the receipt

When we were happy simultaneously

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed