This is a song about "Bria chambers"

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

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

You niggas is anything, my bitches get everything

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

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

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

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

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

Fuck you if you feelin' different

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

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

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,