This is a song about "Room 127"

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Monday in my room again

I got 'em cocked up in the closet like a faggot's room,

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

My book case looks like a psych. room

I'm not moving like a cartoon

I first saw you from the back of the room

You left because i gave you too much room.

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Nobody ain't own us yet

Covered the room in splattered red,

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

Then we kicked in my room