This is a song about "Kristas birthday"

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

But fuck it, i'mma break loose, celebrate the hulks birthday?

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

It ain't my birthday today

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

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

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

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

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

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

Now you buying birthday presents

We don't ever make love