This is a song about "Dance bar"

Ay yo you wonder who i are

I guzzle up at the bar

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

In a strip club getting a lap dance

Pens dance across pages,

Don’t you be holding back, your love

That gyal want mi ride har

And dont start it in a bar

I just want somebody i can see

But you insist on going bar for bar, that'd be

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

Just listen to this bar,

And once you at a bar

Baby, you know who you are

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

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans