This is a song about "Filled with joy"

The underground is filled with the sickest of flows,

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Never been filled with so much damn enthusiasm,

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

The mainstream’s filled with these spineless hacks,

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

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

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone

Living in,my notebook's still filled with rhymes

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Lungs get filled with potent smoke

Motivated just from being broke