This is a song about "Knights of the round table"

I'm just grateful there's a roof and food on the table

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

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

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

And you’re knights to fight, causing so much of the crime it’s psycho,

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

I put my head on the table an sacrificed it all, just to be kicked down infront of them all,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

Ain't gotta brain and nothin' to bring to the whole table,

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

Notation of a mathematical dilation. push, provoke the big red round button

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

I bled on the bed and then on da table

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble