This is a song about "Motion dance"

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

I've broken your motion and i'm holding the moment

And me im trynna dance with one

After the club, gettin you open

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Your bitch fucks in motion like hydraulic brakes,

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

In a strip club getting a lap dance

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

We got money to go get baby

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

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