This is a song about "Happy birthday king letsie iii"

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

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

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

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

He died on my 16 birthday,

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

When there's only two spots and it's your birthday.

How they say that we not working

Dare ya, take out the king/

You ain't even call me on my birthday

If you out there let me hear you say

And it smells like burger king.

Seen, but damn girl you smoking

It ain't my birthday today

Underrated some would say