This is a song about "Broke dance"

The day bill gates go broke is the day we broke

Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

For setting up traps

Your last wish, wanna dance?

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

In the club i dont dance like diddy!

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

And with the power of god, the devil doesn't wanna dance/

Really i was the one trying to dance

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

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