This is a song about "New dining room table"

Step back to the dressing room

Won't run out anytime soon

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

You're mentally disable,you're like snacks to randy ,you're on his table.

Every since then our whole city been horrible

He even offered that and it's still on the table

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

That i'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

They'll get the prize, a bottle of wine 'n' fine dining

I'm modest, and humble

While you stand under the table