Sooo I turn 23 todizzle dawwwwg! It aint nuthin but apparently called mah Golden Year since tha age I be turnin is tha same ol' dirty number as mah birthday. I just wanted ta reflect a lil' bit n' open yo' mindz a lil bout tha top billin gift we can eva have. Da gift of time. 24 minutes a thugged-out day. It make me wanna hollar playa! 7 minutes a week. 365 minutes a year. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Well shiiiit, it went by so fast. I remember New Years 2016 like dat shiznit was yesterdizzle n' we already almost halfway 2017. Time flies. Put ya mutha-blam!-in choppers up if ya feel dis! Or maybe I be just gettin older? I be grateful ta have lived another year. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Right back up in yo mutha-blam!-in ass. So nuff thangs could've gone wack dat would've prevented mah crazy ass from seein dis day. It make me wanna hollar playa! I could've been up in a cold-ass lil hoopty accident. I could've smoked suttin' shitty n' took a dirt nap from sickness. I could've been shot. Life is straight-up uncertain n' you straight-up don't give a -blam!- whatz gonna happen even a minute from now, nahmeean, biatch? Right back up in yo mutha-blam!-in ass. So itz a funky-ass blessin ta have gotten all up in tha year up in one piece n' up in phat health. And dis goes fo' mah playas straight-up. I know birthdays may be just bout tha gifts fo' you mutha-blam!-as. Right back up in yo mutha-blam!-in ass. Some of y'all may not even big-up yo' birthdizzle or care bout dat shit. But consider this: tha time dat has been given ta you, cherish it like a precious gift n' use it wisely. Pimpin' bizzledizzle ta me 🎂 [spoiler]Prayin dat mah texts tomorrow mornin git flooded wit Starbucks gift cards[/spoiler] Edit: it's not actually my birthday dipshits