This is a song about "Happy hour"

Working 10 hour shifts at a supermarket,

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Listen; blacker the berry, sweeter the powder

While you said you'd be back but the been half hour

When life gets sour know i still devour

For the man of the hour

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Do you remember a half hour ago?

Thug for life nigga

It makes me happy uh..

My life is twisted like it's licorice, i got a half hour,

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Renown for actin foul and sour every hour

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for