This is a song about "Happy weekend"

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

When we were happy simultaneously

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

Seeking reasons for weekend demons

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

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

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

I’m tryna be low key

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

I would party every weekend till i lose myself

Crew at my house and we party every weekend so

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough