This is a song about "Happy birthday my little brother"

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

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

And she gon let it loose, hey

He died on my 16 birthday,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

La'mare, his brother said hang in there my little solider things will get better believe me

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

My brother need a new job

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

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

Yo yo today is my birthday, wheres my chocolate sundae,

I give girls happy meals (my dick)

All you wanna do is get that stick