This is a song about "Fame dance life"

The demon inside giving me life, i always dance with the devil im rolling the dice.

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Fuck the drug life i want a shot at fame.

In the club i dont dance like diddy!

Then asking my identity

I dont care about the fame

It's been nothing but pain

I can always go home and look down my street

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

I'm passed the hall of fame/

And my niggas all the same

Man it’s the killer tracks

Your last wish, wanna dance?

In a strip club getting a lap dance

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks