This is a song about "Periodic table group"

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Yea its my group its my legion

East with biggie and group home

You're the corner stone

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

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

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

Inspiration throughout the group

Pockets probably like fried food

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Shout out to you shit talkers at my lunch table

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I bled on the bed and then on da table

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

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