This is a song about "I can t dance"

Chillin' with homies and family

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Lowridin wit the pistol by my side..i stay holdin my hip nd yue know i dont dance.!

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Something wicked this way come

My direction good, well-rounded type

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d