This is a song about "Laughing"

Laughing at the picture painted out with the words

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Not proud no more, they're all laughing,

Mr. pacquiao, i'm packing

It's kinda sad, but i'm laughing whatever happens

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Waves crashing pool laughing dancing sex panting

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

Lf beat this slut to death ill be happy and laughing

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Feel like l laughing and sticking yall in broken elevators with

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

And i'm attacking, smacking you down while laughing