This is a song about "Dancing by myself"

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Im feeling so lonely only myself

Now i can't feel happy by myself.

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Dancing for the bars while you out getting shot

As long as we're cooperating with god

All these diamonds dancing on my wrist

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Racking these bars i'm going so hard rebuilding myself again brick by brick.

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Rocking moccasins and slow dancing with a model chick