This is a song about "Peroidic table"

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

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

I'm just grateful there's a roof and food on the table

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Put the haters on a table, i dont need a fucking label/

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

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Shout out to you shit talkers at my lunch table

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Couple deals on the table i'm conversating with majors

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

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

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful

I bled on the bed and then on da table

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

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible