This is a song about "Joy holiday cheer family"

To become a demon, reamin joy from everybody,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

I look into her eyes and it brings me joy

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

Poppin cristal like it's my first child, lickin shots, holiday style

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

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

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

"contemplate", i wrote about her

But trust me that makes the joy better

I’m tryna be low key

I've got health and family,