This is a song about "Tim on his birthday"

Let em marinate, you forever late

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

But luckily tim changed my year

A couple of sprites but no beer

Pay dues like a hair salon

Make nigga turn his rage on

You ain't even call me on my birthday

I was gonna write you a poem today

Your birthday and anniversary

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

Broke his arm then smashed his face on the floor

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Tim rapped on the track, and i felt complete