This is a song about "Bloop dance"

In the club i dont dance like diddy!

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

Save the last dance for you and me

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Cut me off every time im talking

Don't want cane if i'm not gonna dance and sing

And you're, approaching me right

"strange clouds", and i dance through the night,

And all women who had light features, see

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Your last wish, wanna dance?

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

All those shitty love stories and my most hated was dance.