This is a song about "Happy birthday bro"

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

She got electric feel, don't taze me bro

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

Must be something you want me to see

Early adapters agree they all late

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

You ain't even call me on my birthday

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

They all need attention, they call me a g though

You're biting lyrics that's whacker than yours bro

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

To make me and my bro happy, their smile was the brightest ray

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

But fuck it, i'mma break loose, celebrate the hulks birthday?

Its time for shit to change,word bro

In the club like fuck it, though