This is a song about "Happy birthdays"

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Now i can't feel happy by myself.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Happy sadness lonely

I actually was happy and glad

When love comes callin', don’t look back

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

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

I give girls happy meals (my dick)

I bet you hear that white music

Its all bullshit, you gotta do what makes you happy

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Im happy with the score

Something worth dying for