This is a song about "Why cant i be happy"

Growing up with an arab family , you'll never be happy.

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

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Pretty happy with where i live

Why cant i be popular

Hip hop's bounty, hunter

That's why i crave to be alone

Little latasha sho' grown

You already know you're dead

Why i gotta be such a block head

The boa know they loving the crew

I cant stand to be away from you

Because maybe now i can finally be fucking happy

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

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