This is a song about "Im happy"

Im on that happy juice, i'm master proof

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

When we were happy simultaneously

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

When im happy people call me laughy, i try to have fun in my dads ol' caddy,

Happy sadness lonely

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

Must be something you want me to see

An happy home, that's my fantasy

20 racks really thats sneaker money

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

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