This is a song about "Happines"

Made logically because he came outta school failing english, maths and biology

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

Should know opportunity's a bitch you often see with the rich,

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

Except for the lower class, now what's their purpose?

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service