This is a song about "Mrs chambers"

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

And get caught, in the moment

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

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

Over there are the torture chambers, floors filled with brains,

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

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

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

You got bitches? think you wishes cuz i'm seeing glitches of mrs

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

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

These prostitutes i'm lurin' to my chambers, they're a handy lot,