This is a song about "Being in my room"

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

My mind's in a coming time, my body's in this stuffy room

In my room thinking why are haters are hating

You know that love is a very serious thing

Locked in my room yeah, but i got some plans momma

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Then we kicked in my room

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

One to keep in my room chained up and crippled.

See i was in my room, on my old xbox.

Y’all only in it for the cars

Monday in my room again

Flyer than the rest of them

In a room, roll a blunt, in my glass, fuck it fast

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand