This is a song about "Dancers"

I'm refinishing with no dancers

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

The type i hang around are like straight end dancers.

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

#mythical beasts feastin with devil dancers, slay em with ease, im bombin their embassy

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers

They link dancers and obey masters like captors