This is a song about "Presuit happiness"

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Part of me jumps with happiness but the other stays confused

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Which one will bring happiness and a fine ass wife,

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth

I'm just saying rap's dead when i'm not here

So the happiness i feel , must not be real.

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Some may confuse my happiness with negative traits.