This is a song about "It ya birthday"

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

Scott, but ya better not forget it

Get in it so i gotsa warn ya fore i tore ya

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Niggas that guided me through

Ya don't get it do you,

Ya jawbone well ya now how fast it can tear down

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

How beautiful are thou, africa

So dont even ask, already bought it for ya

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

Ya love it gone admit it

So they taught me to spray

It ain't my birthday today