This is a song about "Living room"

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living,

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

Won't run out anytime soon

Her mother deftly left the room,

Covered the room in splattered red,

Like sally mae on college debt

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Towards the life you're living

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

Entered the living room, wouldn't believe what i would find.

I'll snatch your girl if you're slipping

But boy you aint living

Buff gorilla in the room

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Trying to give them light and a message

A dark room, *stop flapping bitch*