This is a song about "My dance teacher"

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

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

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

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

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

It's funny at a glance that you'll dance at my memorial.

Wait, hold up teacher lookin' over my shoulder/

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

But my junior year english teacher portrayed

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I write my test and pass it in to the teacher

Fucked up preacher fuck all world religion my life is a fucking teacher

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one