This is a song about "Henry s birthday"

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

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

Im in my fort house stuntin like henry the five/

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

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