This is a song about "Joy"

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star

God doesn't want us to defend with hate in our hearts, but spread joy and faith from nearest to far

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

But trust me that makes the joy better

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

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

J cole, don trip, drake, big sean

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

I look into her eyes and it brings me joy

To become a demon, reamin joy from everybody,

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

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