This is a song about "1 drop table tags"

He even offered that and it's still on the table

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

I set a table for two

Thank god i found you

Every since then our whole city been horrible

That i'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

Better check ur facts b, i pop tags like its acne,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

That lil kid jackin tags, leavin people black and blue.

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Ain't gotta brain and nothin' to bring to the whole table,

I bled on the bed and then on da table

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will