This is a song about "Your birthday"

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

You ain't even call me on my birthday

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you

Chain, and not two, unlike that fat guy without a brain but a birthday crew.

They say nothings ever free

Your birthday and anniversary

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

You don't mean that, you faggot

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

Yo yo today is my birthday, wheres my chocolate sundae,

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus