This is a song about "Ryan s birthday clean"

Don't like my birthday gifts so just give me back the receipt

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Down the ryan, in a scion

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

My words play like i'm a father at a birthday meet.

Cuz it's k-man, ryan and the bars we got left

But i won't rest till i'm givin my respect

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

We don't believe you, you need more people

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Eh yo ryan, this ones is for you