This is a song about "Dance team"

We don't ever make love

Pens dance across pages,

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,

I don’t care where ya are

Your team will crash like nascar

In a strip club getting a lap dance

Girl, you got me in a trance

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Stacking cream snatching girls for my team

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team.

I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money