This is a song about "Its my birthay"

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Indeed its curtains my style venomous

//and its my turn to settle down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Little gate, little fence - i climbed over

Its in my mind, its takin over, its gettin closer

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Its all because my lovely bathroom

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

Pullin all switches, but its now my turn.

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

Its putting a whole weight on my shoulders

Its teeth that puncture my hope

I just know i'm that dope

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

Dry land , but its my fucking