This is a song about "Happy birthday grandma"

Wronger than my grammar and stronger than my grandma

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Must be something you want me to see

Your birthday and anniversary

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Like im a grandma knitting these rhymes with no caution and effortless

Where you belong with your family

When your sad angry happy

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Your verse was cheaper then my grandma handin me 5 bucks

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Now you buying birthday presents

But am i less holy

Happy sadness lonely

So, they hate and they say

It ain't my birthday today