This is a song about "Periodic table"

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

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

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Shout out to you shit talkers at my lunch table

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

You on the table for operation

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

I bled on the bed and then on da table

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

I set a table for two

I'm a still love you