This is a song about "Happy tokyo dance troopers"

Pens dance across pages,

And panned out, i'm all in love

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

Bougie girl, grab my hand, fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

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

Girl, you got me in a trance

In a strip club getting a lap dance

And you ain't gotta go to war

Im happy with the score