This is a song about "Happin"

That's why i try to write the best ill verses with real purpose,

Dial up words but they're not in service

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions

As the devil walks thru the door they fulfill their self righteous urges