This is a song about "Fame love dance"

And just looked at the whole situation

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

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

Really i was the one trying to dance

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

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

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

So they could all reach fame

Now that's what you call a game

Am feelin sorry for you, cuz we about to dance.

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Bitch, they call it motor city

Save the last dance for you and me

And my niggas all the same

My claim to fame, thats my claim to fame