This is a song about "My dance teacher"

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Wait, hold up teacher lookin' over my shoulder/

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

Your last wish, wanna dance?

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Shaking hands, just my hands are shaking 'cause i dance with satan,

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

All those shitty love stories and my most hated was dance.

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Used my immortal techniques to have a dance off with satan,

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

I never liked my fifth grade teacher neither!