This is a song about "Poker table"

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

For not being perfectly perpendicular to the table

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

Poker eyes have you hooked an ima begin the reel

Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal

Eat her out, now she's the table

I’m a factor and your facial

This aint no mediocre joker playing poker its a soldier no closure

Simply give me a beat, i guarantee i’ll make a hater move over

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

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

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

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

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