This is a song about "His birthday"

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

And i could see you coming home after work late

And we here to stay

He died on my 16 birthday,

Like a rhyme with birthday and first place then they call that sublime

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

You ain't even call me on my birthday

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

Cause some of you bitches funny

Murder his family

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

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

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

His conscience can take him to his grave