This is a song about "Over joy"

I thanked him over and over again

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Stop the camera, cut, its over

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

To become a demon, reamin joy from everybody,

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Over here, money over there

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

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

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

Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone

Some mascara over here, an implant over there

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

We’re all over here, their all over there,

Cause a nigga main joint wanna do my hair