This is a song about "Poker table"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I'll still be able to break a motha-fuckin' table

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

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

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

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

And any connotation is viewed many ways

This aint poker but im poppin dat ace

I set a table for two

Hey now got a thing for you

Eat her out, now she's the table

As i light one for ill will

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy