This is a song about "My dance teacher"

And i could see you coming home after work late

But my junior year english teacher portrayed

But she forgot about the golden rule

My grade six teacher was queer and not cool,

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

And my teacher wrote me up but im bout to ditch this referral

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

My brother, you chose to dance with the devil

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Girl, you got me in a trance

In a strip club getting a lap dance

Wait, hold up teacher lookin' over my shoulder/

They say beauty's in the eye of the beholder

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Bougie girl, grab my hand, fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance