This is a song about "Telling someone happy birthday"

Telling me that its my town.

Everytime you come around

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

Low income no bills getting paid

But it was ma birthday yesterday,

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

When there's only two spots and it's your birthday.

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

Happy sadness lonely

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Im happy with the score

What is hittin' for

We don't ever make love

Now you buying birthday presents