This is a song about "Dirty dancing"

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Let me hear the fans clapping dancing on

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Spit rounds gotchu dancing prancing peter pan type shit

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

That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

And i'm from the dirty south,

There's no dancing for you tonight.

Killa never let the drama slide

Dirty lets get dirty boy it's only us two

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

They kept a nigga hand clean everytime it got dirty

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free