This is a song about "Happy sweet 15 cousin"

Give up, it wont happen, im visious, my rhymes are core and sweet,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Is that okay? i make one sweet day look like one of oj's duds

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

I wasn't happy to know u fucked her when we were together

Tell them that your sorry, you're a cow, took a fuckin' shower

I am more happy now, i feel like i have all the power

Jill you didn't need to help this jokester out with your happy box

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Because maybe now i can finally be fucking happy

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

Never be happy unless u build from me a golden hall

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Clean teeth so i can meet neat people on the street with sweet feet