This is a song about "Mayo chamber"

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Inside an auschwitz chamber, hydrogen cyanide infiltrates ya

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Life's riding on mayo, fatty kid you stay on,

I gripped it and slowly pulled the trigger but the chamber isn't steaming

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Epic, they used to feed me detours

While these thugs outside let the chamber push,

Complete stranger defeat chaser enter my chamber

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

I gotcha frozen in fear, only need one bullet in the chamber

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Maybe if i shove some butter in the chamber

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Two grams in the chamber sure to make a widow weep,