This is a song about "Mexican sugar dancing"

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Dancing for the bars while you out getting shot

You winning's more rare than a mexican on break

We up in diamond supply, spending that carat cake

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Waves crashing pool laughing dancing sex panting

And this will be the song that we sing

There's no dancing for you tonight.

And how you make the darkness seem so bright

I be on my dark liquor

Sugar coating my rueger,

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Ballerina dancing beatiful twirls