This is a song about "Golf brings me joy"

Man fuck these hating ass bitches i'm gone

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

Wrong drink, the right work

You're voice brings me comfort,

Any endeavor only brings us closer together.

See i give you my life, to mix it up in a blender

When you can't make a hit even on a golf range

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

To become a demon, reamin joy from everybody,

A lil' closer let me see you in the spot light

I write rhymes so tight brings everyone delight

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Out of control, and suck the joy out of them both,

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

I'm ill and void, still devoid of a realer joy of pealin' boys