This is a song about "Rap birthday"

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

See i let my nigga split that

Imma spit this angry rap

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

You ain't even call me on my birthday

But i ain't get to see you today

I cant forget mr moosey moose, last birthday he bought some used nike shoes,

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

But fuck it, i'mma break loose, celebrate the hulks birthday?

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

He finally begins to rap,

I have so much to say

He died on my 16 birthday,

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

To every verse of my rap