This is a song about "Everyones happy"

Of everyones time, we want to build diffrent kind of rays

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

I give girls happy meals (my dick)

Im happy with the score

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

And live in a world where everyones treated equal

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

But make sure if they do see

When your sad angry happy

It makes me happy uh..

You're fucking with me, nigga

Living to die is fucking everyones intention

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

And i'm happy once again

Marshmallows inside my pen