This is a song about "Club dance"

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

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

Ships that sail to distant places

Pens dance across pages,

Others dance with each others other,

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Do you think i'm crazy

Save the last dance for you and me

I know you're mad, but so what

Who's sneaking in the club?

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Blew up the club i'm gone

Well, the club bout to hear this song

That shit was wack as fuck

She was the queen of the club