This is a song about "Dancing dolls"

There's no dancing for you tonight.

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

Waves crashing pool laughing dancing sex panting

And this will be the song that we sing

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

Nothing left to feel just despair your serial dancing with a devil

He gave me some excuse like he's dancing on the ceiling

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

I even put dick in dolls, but plastic caused me pain

Let me hear the fans clapping dancing on

Full of shit, like i ate that john