This is a song about "I can t dance"

I lost my connection with my woman

We can dance but your chances are slim to none

It's no longer a new jack city

In the club i dont dance like diddy!

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

But maybe if i made a dance record you'd acknowledge me,

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Really i was the one trying to dance

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

"strange clouds", and i dance through the night,

The one who can´t even show a real smile

We can talk things over a little a while

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

Tree those niggas, i'm a g to them cause the ogs here