This is a song about "Paige s 14th birthday"

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

(vlad:) you won't be ok, ranked 14th in the uk

You ain't even call me on my birthday

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

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

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Chain, and not two, unlike that fat guy without a brain but a birthday crew.

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And i could see you coming home after work late

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process