This is a song about "Old lady bday"

Told my old lady to make me eggs without warning

We gunna take this party into into the morning

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I met the sexiest lady who thought i just won the lottery

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

I gota lady but these bitches want a kiss

But for long time i had gone cold

And don't think what you're old

And all women who had light features, see

Boy get off your so called little lady,

I'm after lady boyle

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil