This is a song about "Brilliant street dance"

I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Or in other words i'll put you in a sympathy strike that will make you look wimpy not brilliant,

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

I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance,

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

My ability with brilliancy in my bars is brilliant see.

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

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

And me im trynna dance with one

I wonder so often

Sometimes i think, what i need

Wen i walk down ya street

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Including fox hill and 27th street