This is a song about "Sadness turning into happiness"

Philosopher's stone made into the cylinder turning the rockets to gold,

Bitch, all my verses on this beat are all pen and pad, yeah i'm bold

Niggas surrounded by sadness

On the slow jam of love

Under 25, living the fuckin life

And the sadness that u deprive

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

They wanted me to have happiness, but happiness never came around.

You already reached your peak, your slowly turning into an antique,

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Do it to attack and rap about the bad times, sadness

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I should michael jordan these rappers

Life isn't happiness it's the adverse

I'm doing the same thing

My sadness was passing