This is a song about "7th chamber"

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Inside an auschwitz chamber, hydrogen cyanide infiltrates ya

Complete stranger defeat chaser enter my chamber

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

I gripped it and slowly pulled the trigger but the chamber isn't steaming

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

And squeeze automatics after they fill the chamber,

Anyway now that your in my torture chamber

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

Gauges in each chamber facing no risk or danger, it begins to take

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

Aw fuck all this cuz of a poor sculpted gun chamber

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I gotcha frozen in fear, only need one bullet in the chamber