This is a song about "7th chamber"

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Maybe if i shove some butter in the chamber

The gun cocked i said show it,the chamber, open it,

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

I need to be locked away in a chamber.

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

And squeeze automatics after they fill the chamber,

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper

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

While these thugs outside let the chamber push,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

And on the 7th day, focus on seeing the light

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

Any entertainer, i got a torture chamber