This is a song about "Asking a girl to a dance"

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

To asking women about how your hot to being a bitch bragging then to judging

To me girl your one of a kind,

This is to my unborn child

In a strip club getting a lap dance

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

Between you and me i'm more exclusive than a private dance

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

The people gon' feel it, a leader win the building

No i never hear a sound, when i dance, i'm stripping,

It was all a dream fuck anyone that's asking

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

Just put a shawl and pray asking god to change your goal

Used my immortal techniques to have a dance off with satan,

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run