This is a song about "Dance together"

I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance,

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Bougie girl, grab my hand, fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Am feelin sorry for you, cuz we about to dance.

And me im trynna dance with one

We have nothing in common

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

You two were meant to be together