This is a song about "Dance dance"

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

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Walk blind into a line or fight

"strange clouds", and i dance through the night,

I gonna take it really nice and slow

On rhyme, i'll make you dance in the flow

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

And me im trynna dance with one

Really i was the one trying to dance

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

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

In a strip club getting a lap dance

Bands will make her dance so baby go

Your last man was semi pro