This is a song about "Do my dance"

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Lowridin wit the pistol by my side..i stay holdin my hip nd yue know i dont dance.!

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

My brother, you chose to dance with the devil

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

My sleepin' pills though, shit man do they do the trick

Do have my own little tricks

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Pens dance across pages,

Got that deep love

All those shitty love stories and my most hated was dance.

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks