This is a song about "My wishes birthday for you"

Sometimes you can't fix shit by wishes on stars.

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Just let me live is one of my 3 wishes

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Need some fuckin wishes, wheres my fucking genie,

Don’t need to shake my ass for you

The boa know they loving the crew

I have limited amounts of time to fulfill my life's wishes

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

Reading hamlet, making wishes in yiddish with my mensch mr lux

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

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

And stick my dick in you but that just might offend you

Only way i can make my wishes come true