This is a song about "Happy feet"

The art of war

Im happy with the score

The revolution will proceed

You've got paradise under your feet,

Aye it almost got me 6 feet

Me and my peeps often meet

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

These chains wrapped around my feet,

Head to toe, face and feet,

More money that mean less sleep

Sometimes i think, what i need

A chainsaw that goes to my feet

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

Associating light skin with classy

Dad and be happy/ a happy me was forbidden to be/ instead

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head