This is a song about "My happyness"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

These my rhymes and my story

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Yeah you know i got that work

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine