This is a song about "Street dance"

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

Rap on street lights,dance to get your feet right

Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

In the club i dont dance like diddy!

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Leave you severed across the street

For the low that nine cheap

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

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

Others dance with each others other,

I’m young and wild and i charm our old mother

I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance,

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

Scream like nightmares from a street

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet