This is a song about "Clap along if you feel like happiness"

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Clap along if you know what happiness is to you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Clap along if you know what happiness is to you

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

If you have to touch hardware i feel bad for you son

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

So as an individual if you feel invisible

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do

And if you get to screamin that you gonna clap back

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

How would all you motherfuckers feel if you were signed to shows?