This is a song about "Today s music"

It ain't my birthday today

If you out there let me hear you say

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

Sing with me, just for today,

Sing with me, just for today,

Momma say, you making me lose pay

But from where i stand today,

When we fuck she say

Sing with me, just for today,

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

The strategic minds of today

And talking shit we gon' party all day