This is a song about "Andy chambers"

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

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

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

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

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

Are much important i'm getting angrier while recording

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

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

But got comma’s in my statement

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

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

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

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

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen