This is a song about "1 drop table users"

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Hip hop don't need wizards its the 1-0-1% truth

For not being perfectly perpendicular to the table

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

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

I set a table for two

South beach fountain blue

Cause i'm back again, rappad's freddy kruger, begetting lasting death to users

Just remember i'll forever disperse these words, until im dead in a hearse

It was like balancing a house of cards on a crooked table,

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful

Eat her out, now she's the table

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

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