Happy Birthday Caleborate!

[Hook] Spam! (Hol' up) Spam! (Hol' up) Spam! Yeah, this all started with some spam Spam! (Hol' up) Spam! (Hol' up) Spam! Yeah, this all started with some spam [Verse] Somebody tell me how much it cost to be an impostor I'm Kevin Costner, fielding my dreams like a ground ball Sneak up to your sound bar, and listen to my lyrics no gimmicks I give it like virginitys on prom night, ha! Nah, I just been sitting in my bedroom while Chance is on my iTunes I'm tryna write these haikus with Thai food Yall steadily tweeting me, I'm tweeting back emojis You know I don't got time for words I'm hungry Bulimic with the flow though Cause all these rappers I just eat 'em raw and spit 'em out Except my favorites, no homo Been working harder than I ever did Got two jobs and go to school this music shit is really heaven-sent Just like the ladies who be sayin' happy birthday I'm in the club I'm 21 so I'mma have it my way, so When you walk to my table with a glass Don't just bend over for tips, bend over to shake that ass, hun Usually I'm a sucker for love And I spend all my time writing 'bout how that shit is a drug But some days, I rap about money and how that shit's changed me Then I rap about college so you know that's just the same me I'm a Gemini, one day I'm sane and I'm crazy One day I want body the next day I want a lady What never changes is the way I see your face It's facing me on social networks I'm facing all of these changes Embracing all of what's left while I'm chasing what is amazing Amazing my fans doubled in times that I got complacent, woah And now I'm places with your favourite I'm in a playlist with Gambino, Chance the Rapper and [?] I wouldn't rather have it any other way TBKTR, Fo' eva eva eva in a day I wouldn't rather have it any other way TBKTR, Fo' eva eva eva in a day [Hook x2]