This is a song about "Oneeyedeel s birthday"

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

The outline which you n****s out dated

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

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

And i can't even look the other way

Okay, fucking with me nigga no way

You ain't even call me on my birthday

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

At an extremly alarming rate