This is a song about "Glad and sad"

And i find that sad that your part of a crew

And people call me a user, but i want you

Although knowing we'll be glad

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Word, absence will make the heart grow

But im glad it didnt doe

And be glad to be the one inducting you into the triple 6 shitlist exhibit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Open up your contacts then scroll

And said she'd pray for my sad, twisted soul

I don't need to see their faces when i've finally blown,

And, i'm sad and alone praying and wishing for my nigga to come home

It hurts when you break your trust, sad and true

Want to let you know i love you

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Or perhaps sad and they forget all of bliss.