This is a song about "If you are happy clap your hands"

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof

Are your hands still shaking? are those aids?

Where dark niggas with dark thoughts and long braids

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

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

Clap along if you know what happiness is to you

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

I know i won't be making you happy if you hear this/

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

If you say my scripts are shit, bitch you dont know your shit

I clap shit-aim at your heart

They don't hear my bark