This is a song about "Doing my dance"

I've dislocated my fucking brain and it's doing fine without me

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

I got her head on my cock, doing the six nine

 i'm doing my best to live it up,

I know you're mad, but so what

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Doing my graffiti art, or even wearing my style

So i can sell drugs,doing my deals

So if you wanna leave

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

My mom doing drugs in her bedroom

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

With ya girl givein me the best lap dance on my right knee

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

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