This is a song about "With this song people will dance"

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

Setting people on fire with this inferno

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

That the perched people will reciprocate this bitter hate/

Heh, if the autotune's gone

This is the end of my fucking song

Shit i still remember we'd be smoking with this song on

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

You're listening to this song

Power-struggle to come through with a song/

Haven't seen a girl in so long

And, shit, here i am, writing this song

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

Haven't seen the world in so long

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