This is a song about "Picknick table"

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

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Eat her out, now she's the table

As i light one for ill will

I'm a still love you

I set a table for two

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

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

Ain't gotta brain and nothin' to bring to the whole table,

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

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

He's got his face in a mask, your blood stains on his glass table

Unstable motherfuckers,where else can you get a lapdance from an e.b.t card under the table

Come again, i devour lawmen my tribe is tribal i'll beat you with the fucking bible