This is a song about "Its a birthday"

It ain't my birthday today

As: i forgot it’s mother’s day

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

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

You ain't even call me on my birthday

She do everything i say

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

Its a funeral on april twentieth,

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

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

Its a challenge breaking a habit

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

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

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

Its a conflicting twist

You was bigger than an artist