This is a song about "My best friends s birthday"

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

And if you pay for that yourself

My best friends brother hung himself,

And bijies like im out and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

Frequent toker, ask my friends.

To increase my ends

But meanwhile my 16's screaming like "peeps please"

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

With other people, my family, my friends

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

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