This is a song about "Andy chambers"

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

Are much important i'm getting angrier while recording

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

I come outta battles un-damaged with more wholes in wars than andy got,

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

I'd never sell crack in the ghetto and don't load chambers,

The wu tang clan's 36 chambers, that was a dream,

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Like a richter; i'm andy, like a hurricane; sandy

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

And get caught, in the moment

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Over there are the torture chambers, floors filled with brains,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes