This is a song about "Periodic table of elements"

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

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

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I've never been to hell so how can you tell elements are rushing

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

My building blocks yelling skeletons pouring in other elements

Ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds

I grabbed a candle of the table, then i beat him down.

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town

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

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

I grabbed a candle of the table, then i beat him down.

If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown