This is a song about "Rap birthday"

Slowly, so therefore i rap

She was wet off the bat

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

Well, i can handle that

Imma spit this angry rap

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

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

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

We both teenagers with the same mind state

You, you, you have to pay for that

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

Like a rhyme with birthday and first place then they call that sublime

You ain't even call me on my birthday

Me and my homieskick it like everyday