This is a song about "Swiping an swapping the floor"

I ain't happy with the score

Im sweatin, blood and tears hit the floor

Livin on decks that hit the top floor

And i don't run counters no more

Semi's on the floor, please shut the door/

Sure runnin' like i'm heavy hardcore

I dropped the rusty blade on the floor.

If you try to give it to me at the door

Or knock it off, slam on the floor

You ain't gotta worry no more

*boom boom* the cops bust in, he's dead on the floor,

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more

But a small girl had been shotmy heart could take no more

And laying them out into anagrams on the floor?

Don’t you be holding back, your love

The floor with your phrases,