This is a song about "Almond joy"

Than i pop a pill and swallow that shit with an almond joy

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

With joy a feeling they hadn't has for so long.

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

Have you ever felt joy? then you mustve felt pain.

God doesn't want us to defend with hate in our hearts, but spread joy and faith from nearest to far

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Out of control, and suck the joy out of them both,

But trust me that makes the joy better

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

To become a demon, reamin joy from everybody,

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

I'm ill and void, still devoid of a realer joy of pealin' boys