This is a song about "Happy birthdays"

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

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Remember when we went to happy times

I used to have a nine to five

Growing up with an arab family , you'll never be happy.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

So happy that you're tearing

Your feedback ain't flexing

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Because maybe now i can finally be fucking happy

Im seated by the floor

Im happy with the score

And i'm happy once again

Flyer than the rest of them