This is a song about "We about to party"

We don't speak to informants, they just look for a way out

We oppressed citizens, we just keep going about,

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

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

And not a copy

Toast, toast to the party!

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

So i went out to party

Than her dad cries and says fine, and we go in the back for the after party,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Toast, toast to the party!

So fast, can't copy

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

If you just came here to party,

I never use a fork i always spoon her

We about to set your shit on fire