This is a song about "Ask to dance"

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

You think i'm lying well why don't you ask the people at the last dance,

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Really i was the one trying to dance

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Your last wish, wanna dance?

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Lean to the left/ lean to the right/ let's start a dance song tonight/ nah/

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Never kind they destroyed my faith in other people, made me blind to any helping hands.

I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance, make you piss pants,

When they show up at the door theyll dance to the hip hop

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock