This is a song about "Room 127"

My head was not small enough to fit this room

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Her mother deftly left the room,

Then we kicked in my room

Self made coming soon

Monday in my room again

Gets harder than rihanna when

Swag in the air when i'm walkin in the room

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Monday in my room again

I don't care what it did to them

I picked you up and ran to the dining room

I am out of this world and you a man on the moon

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room