This is a song about "Club dance"

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

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Straight g thing, double m g thing

I left the club departing

A twenty somethin cup

She was the queen of the club

Ships that sail to distant places

Pens dance across pages,

Save the last dance for you and me

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

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

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

But hey yo look, money from across the street