This is a song about "Joy"

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

There'll be a minute of joy for a life of sorrow, don't smile at me, good bye

Beaming all joy down to hell as if my name was scotty.

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Have you ever felt joy? then you mustve felt pain.

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

Than i pop a pill and swallow that shit with an almond joy

Out of control, and suck the joy out of them both,

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Eternal joy and memories stay in our hearts forever,

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

I'm ill and void, still devoid of a realer joy of pealin' boys