This is a song about "Twerk birthday"

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

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

Your birthday and anniversary

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass

At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

The pervs lerk as miley works that twerk till it hurts.

But she try to twerk like miley cyrus,

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

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

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Looking for them better days

Twerk twerk, smirk on the face,