This is a song about "Friends fun life ups down happy times and family"

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

My family good my friends and im alright

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Growing up with an arab family , you'll never be happy.

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

Remember when we went to happy times

Knocked down seven times, and i get up eight

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Taking to soon from dis world never thought you'd be taking from your family and friends

I don't give two shits and when i do make it you won't even get my two cents

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

And constant doin' stick-ups, flip up, friends would rob grocery stores,

Not gonna lie we're not happy family

I just want somebody i can see

A happy ending for the family (r.i.p mandela)

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era