“Happy”

A keystyle I did while bored at work.

I was thinking about keystyling something to a beat I’d never used before. So, it just came to me to use Mary J. Blige’s “Happy”, and I came up with this.


“Happy”

[Verse 1]

I see—people slaving their lives and days away
So that they’ll pay their bills off with their menial pay
Who really enjoys what they do and how they do it?
I know of a majority who’d like to just up and screw it
What am I supposed to be when I’m done university?
A doctor, lawyer, or CEO, that’s what they keep tellin’ me
Deviating from the pre-set paths is unacceptable
If we stray, we’re led to believe that it’s uncorrectable
Delectable is freedom from the constraints
I’m told to fight for my right, but also showing restraint
It sounds fishy—everybody’s talking in double
Looking for me to blow up, so I’ll get them outta trouble
Nah, son—these ain’t no politics, so why’s everybody two-faced
Instead of direction, too many dudes are going two ways
I keep on thinking I should quit and stop givin’ a fuck
Because gaining happiness is simply having good luck

[Chorus]

All I really want is to be happy
For society to stop tryin’ to trap me
I could be a drone but I rather rap, see
‘Cause that’s the kinda thing that would make me happy
All I really want is to be happy
For society to stop tryin’ to trap me
I could be a drone but I rather rap, see
‘Cause that’s the kinda thing that would make me happy

[Verse 2]

I ain’t from no ghetto, but livin’ life is still hard
It’s tough bringin’ to the table when you ain’t ownin’ cards
You gotta understand—I plan on being the man
Plan on getting myself some land so that I’ll meet my demands
And sow my own seeds—not trying to work for nobody
And the chances to win are constantly seemin’ spotty
Snotty kids always trying to shut the struggling down
But then, you’re used to keepin both your feet on the ground
Keep at it—work hard—eventually you too can rise up
Take a look at the situation—make sure to size up
All of your options—let the world know that you’re meaning business
Make them anticipate you more than felons’ conjugal visits
You’ll never miss it—that is, I mean, the way you used to be
Failure and despair will all be just old news to see
Your fam, your livelihood, your world on the map, g
That’s all you really need simply to be happy

[Chorus]

All I really want is to be happy
For society to stop tryin’ to trap me
I could be a drone but I rather rap, see
‘Cause that’s the kinda thing that would make me happy
All I really want is to be happy
For society to stop tryin’ to trap me
I could be a drone but I rather rap, see
‘Cause that’s the kinda thing that would make me happy


I only got to two verses.

–case p.

By Casey E. Palmer

Husband. Father. Storyteller.

Calling the Great White North his home, Casey Palmer the Canadian Dad spend his free time in pursuit of the greatest content possible.

Thousand-word blog posts? Snapshots from life? Sketches and podcasts and more—he's more than just a dad blogger; he's working to change what's expected of the parenting creators of the world.

It's about so much more than just our kids.

When Casey's not creating, he's busy parenting, adventuring, trying to be a good husband and making the most of his life!

Casey lives in Toronto, Ontario.

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