This is a song about "Telling someone happy birthday"

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Happy sadness lonely

But am i less holy

Third ward general, young cash money

When we were happy simultaneously

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I'm only telling this to you cause someone needed to break it to you,

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

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

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

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

If it's my #birthday. fuck a #whore in the worst way