This is a song about "United we dance"

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

And me im trynna dance with one

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

If you wanna take the chance we can dance without the disco

I'm 11,i love to dance and sing

Shit, there ain't no telling

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

You can dance around me , no loop

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

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

United we slam, here comes the people with the rough shit

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Between you and me i'm more exclusive than a private dance

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

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