This is a song about "Source of happiness"

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Build superior, exterior reinforced by a feral source

When im home i try to reinforce laws using brutal force, rap without remorse, rap is my source,

Breaking them off on sight, stoppin' lives like red lightswatch 'em pause as i pull my strap out my drawers

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

They share the same bed, instead of happiness they prefer dread

Perception for us all is from the source of our reality

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

You had a lot of happiness but always wanted more of it

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

We both jumped out, looking for the source of the thump

It's late and you stuck in my basement

I wanted happiness but happiness never came

My nigga was on his hustle i introduced him my name

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Part of me jumps with happiness but the other stays confused