This is a song about "Dancing with the dead"

Come back with some shit that's so crazy it'll bring the dead up

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Not a click i click with the bitch clicks me left me with my dead trees wilted new industry

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

All we need is convienient love

It's peaceful with dead hookers in brothels

Balling like lebron.in the club them hoes be dancing to my song.

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

Off with a blast that made even the dead gasp

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Let me hear the fans clapping dancing on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Whole time, a little more girls

Ballerina dancing beatiful twirls

I'm assured the victim's dead with murder expertise,

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease