This is a song about "Joy"

To become a demon, reamin joy from everybody,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

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

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

I look into her eyes and it brings me joy

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

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

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

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

Accountable for a half a million unaccounted for... boy

But trust me that makes the joy better

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

Half a mill "rap-touring," jarrett jack boy

My attitude is shitty i show city joy