This is a song about "Coffee table"

I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Jungle fever for the night

With a coffee and we end it like

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

It was like balancing a house of cards on a crooked table,

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

That i'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

You saying you want coffee

To cali, to cali

For not being perfectly perpendicular to the table

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Baby, you're an angel

Eat her out, now she's the table