This is a song about "Weed on pals birthday"

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Sniffing up the coke, but its the bar weed am on/

None of your pals will remember a single moment of your existence

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

I'm puffin on this thai weed, i'm fuckin faded

Your birthday and anniversary

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Rag on my hair, wrap weed in vegas, rockin' vagabonds

I say bye to every single one of my pals

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

Now you buying birthday presents