This is a song about "Zach morris"

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

You can see with your fans

Your last wish, wanna dance?

Others dance with each others other,

I got something you've been waiting for

But maybe if i made a dance record you'd acknowledge me,

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Pens dance across pages,

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Lets talk about history..in the 70's morrison once said, that killers lack huge parts

But if your not coming, know that i already give your family my best regards!

And with the power of god, the devil doesn't wanna dance/

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