This is a song about "Andy chambers"

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

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

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

These prostitutes i'm lurin' to my chambers, they're a handy lot,

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

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

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

Then keep your change like an oink machine

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

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and