This is a song about "Mrs chambers"

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Incorporate this lyric to their everyday living

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

Secret missives to the mrs

It's a beautiful bliss

Senor bout to catch me being late come on mrs roberts cant the attendance wait

Just do it tonight before it's too late, ignore the whole world but don't hate

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

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

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

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me