This is a song about "My brothers 18 birthday"

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

When there's only two spots and it's your birthday.

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

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

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

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

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

Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day

You ain't even call me on my birthday

Ill be able to rhyme better than all my brother's.

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

My daughters will have brothers acting overprotective,

When your dough is the sweetest it's easy to puff puff

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Never give in to sin, unorthodox for my brothers,