This is a song about "Its her birthday"

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

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

And i can't even look the other way

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

Im going, i gotto, this is my motto stand tall, and fuck them all

Looked at her number and gave her a call she picked up and i said hey its paul,

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

But now its too late and i think ive let her go

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

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

Its all good cuz i was on her wish list

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

I cant forget mr moosey moose, last birthday he bought some used nike shoes,

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

He died on my 16 birthday,

Sign on my dick that say