This is a song about "Dance lessons"

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

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

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

In a strip club getting a lap dance

The lessons gotta start from the start

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

You can see with your fans

Your last wish, wanna dance?

But i've got no intentions of bestowing lessons

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,

Ha, running rebel on another level

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player

After many lessons, you still acknowledging the novice nature

Restrained in endless lessons, where time is not a curse

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players