This is a song about "Five dancing israelis"

Another day as i step out the door

And five days later, maybe more

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

He gave me some excuse like he's dancing on the ceiling

Dancing with models and nights still seem new

I could think of a couple positions for you

I find dimes like nine - five

She need up in her life

Waves crashing pool laughing dancing sex panting

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

There's a kid on the path, and she's laughing n' dancing

Chill son, five more minutes

They bringing me fish and chips

Dancing with the devil, hoarding useless shit

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket