This is a song about "Dancing"

I've become immune to you no name haters

Ballerina dancing beatiful twirls

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Dancing with the devil, hoarding useless shit

I quit the shit, i might get high with you

Dancing with models and nights still seem new

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

Put that on everything these other bitches anything

She's dancing out on the floor, come on baby give me a twirl

My heart'll turn pitch black and cold if i split with my girl

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

All these diamonds dancing on my wrist

This is roc nation and i'm not patient