The Dance

I invented dance in 2006 Stomping out roaches on my bedroom floor It felt something like a magic trick That I never ever seen before April 11th, I'm so dumb It's my daddy's birthday I'm his favorite son So before I hit the door I gave him call, he was glad I rung And I said, "Dad, look what I've done" I'm moving to the drum Did you ever thought you'd see In your wildest dreams, the dance I, myself at the Chicken Hut Crushing and snorting a philosopher's stone Sucking and drinking on dragon's blood Looking for someone to pluck and bone I ain't shit, dick shit that no one knows I ain't mad, that's how it goes I wore all couture Bent my knees in the middle of the floor And they said, "Hey, look what he's done" He's moving to the drum Did you ever thought you'd see In your wildest dreams, the dance