This is a song about "Glad"

I want her bad. it drives me made when she's not hear to make me glad

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

Im at the top nigga you should be glad nigga

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

I'm why baby mommas leave

That's weak man, but i'm glad you believe

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

I miss the times when i was glad

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Yofti! aint you so glad you got me?

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

Bi-annual, that asshole, nah i'm glad though

Quick flipping up sexy back

Although knowing we'll be glad

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

I'm glad i met you in the city that day,