This is a song about "Happy 57th"

Malia family, we the family

An happy home, that's my fantasy

I give girls happy meals (my dick)

I bet you hear that white music

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Dad and be happy/ a happy me was forbidden to be/ instead

Not gonna lie we're not happy family

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Don't do what your forced to do, do what makes you happy

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Its all bullshit, you gotta do what makes you happy

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

So happy that you're tearing

Hey, tell me why my hands start sweating