This is a song about "Happy tokyo dance troopers"

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

And with the power of god, the devil doesn't wanna dance/

Really i was the one trying to dance

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Am feelin sorry for you, cuz we about to dance.

Chillin' with homies and family

When your sad angry happy

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

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

It makes me happy uh..

Yeah, one time for the

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

Cant fuck with me if you had a hundred troopers