This is a song about "Malia s first birthday"

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

Like a rhyme with birthday and first place then they call that sublime

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

He died on my 16 birthday,

Another round what the song say

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Your birthday and anniversary

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

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

Now you buying birthday presents

Thought this was forever love