This is a song about "Do my dance"

He dont want the diamonds

I do all my own stunts

Do you approve of my lyrics?

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

In a strip club getting a lap dance

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

So while the world goes drake crazy

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Shaking hands, just my hands are shaking 'cause i dance with satan,

Others dance with each others other,

See, i like the person that you are

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

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

It still will come up clever

I do this at my leisure