This is a song about "It s your birthday"

Your birthday and anniversary

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

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

Can't flex i hit the blunt more than once a day

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

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

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

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

He died on my 16 birthday,

And that´s how it has begun

Me and my microphone could be one

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

Few chips, i get out n' spray