This is a song about "My 17th birthday"

See my pain through my eyes,

Inferior, but i'm nice

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Like her birthday how was her day so far i was learning this from afar and apart

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

I spend it make it right back on a monday

I cant forget mr moosey moose, last birthday he bought some used nike shoes,

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Your birthday and anniversary

Then you're fucking confused,

My nitty bag, my kitty boost