This is a song about "Dance"

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

Bougie girl, grab my hand, fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

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

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

Realitys a bitch and i'm a dance with her

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

Others dance with each others other,

Pens dance across pages,

And i need you to show me love

In the club i dont dance like diddy!

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

Of the vhs especially during sex baby