This is a song about "Johnathans birthday"

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

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

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

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

I've got so much to say

He died on my 16 birthday,

Think i need another play

Destruct straight 'n' bust flames, gave birth-day/

You ain't even call me on my birthday

She will never get by, no how no way

Now you buying birthday presents

And panned out, i'm all in love

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

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