This is a song about "Electronic dance music"

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

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

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Your last wish, wanna dance?

Another love song about shit

Got the passion for the music

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Really i was the one trying to dance

I know that love it could begin

Travel. fly. swim. meet. love. dance. win.

Save the last dance for you and me

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

You make elevator music

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,

You all niggas ain't even on my level