This is a song about "Its my birthday bicthes"

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Your birthday and anniversary

On they twitter writing novels, see

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

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Catch you up on places i've been

If its not in my system

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

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

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Indeed its curtains my style venomous

Its teeth that puncture my hope

Used to find dope in his coat

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

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead