This is a song about "Joy ling"

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

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

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

I'm on the run, keep running

On my fox flow, ring a ding ling ling

We no longer close or nothing

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

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

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

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

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

With joy a feeling they hadn't has for so long.

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean