This is a song about "Singing make every one happy"

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Is the one that kept you happy and fed...

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

She's every love song that i love singing

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Jeffy-d came at me, looking to slap me, fucked up wrist, didn't make me happy..

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I just wanna make you feel happy, i wanna make you feel glad

So here i am at the store for some chips

Every one love my lyrics

Every one love my lyrics

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Be thankfull for every breath you make

I still struggle to try and be happy, every damn day,

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away