This is a song about "My mothers birthday"

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

On my own, i'm all alone like bastards when their mothers die

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

On my mothers dead corpse, though he had gonorrhea.

Now you buying birthday presents

Here i go again, searching for love

I was born rough, i left scars on my mothers pussy

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

But fuck it, i'mma break loose, celebrate the hulks birthday?

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

Anaheim city! you mothers with me!

Your birthday and anniversary

Trying to catch me riding dirty