This is a song about "Doing my dance"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

Bougie girl, grab my hand, fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

My brother, you chose to dance with the devil

Fuck it man doing shit my way

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

My brother, you chose to dance with the devil

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

So i can sell drugs,doing my deals

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

 i'm doing my best to live it up,

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut