This is a song about "Dance dance"

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

Between you and me i'm more exclusive than a private dance

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

I'm 11,i love to dance and sing

Really i was the one trying to dance

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,

Ha, running rebel on another level

Bands will make her dance so baby go

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Save the last dance for you and me