This is a song about "My birthday"

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Yo yo today is my birthday, wheres my chocolate sundae,

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

Early adapters agree they all late

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

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

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

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

If it's my #birthday. fuck a #whore in the worst way

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/