This is a song about "My mothers birthday"

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

You ain't even call me on my birthday

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

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Don't like my birthday gifts so just give me back the receipt

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

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

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

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

Anaheim city! you mothers with me!

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

It ain't my birthday today

Take my moms, move away