This is a song about "Ryett s second birthday"

Now you buying birthday presents

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Findin myself thinkin of you every second

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

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

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

S queezys very bold

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

Wouldn't have thought about it, for a second,

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

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

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

It ain't my birthday today

As: i forgot it’s mother’s day