This is a song about "Happy mothers day"

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

Past the end zone to your casket laid "oh happy day"

Ambition is definitely on the way

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Cause all deeze freeky hoz want you to make them mothers,

Drug dealers live in poverty in gutters with their mothers,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Happy sadness lonely

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

I still struggle to try and be happy, every damn day,

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay