This is a song about "Baggage room"

I have visions of demons lurking around in my room,

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

'cause every night she studies hard in her room

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

And please never disrespect my set

Covered the room in splattered red,

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

My book case looks like a psych. room

I broke mama heart with no college

A dark room, *stop flapping bitch*

Then put it in my baggage and send it to an egypt palace

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Won't run out anytime soon

Across the crowded room,

Baby i’mma mess, mess

There's still room to progress,