This is a song about "How happy you make me"

Ill make you eat the words of your fruity rap then tell me how it fuckin tastes

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

To make me and my bro happy, their smile was the brightest ray

Niggas be telling me how you make niggas in the strip clubs cum in frequent

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

Everytime you make me fall,

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Observing every one of my movements learning, how to make me idolize/

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

Really is that how you make it?