This is a song about "Room 127"

There's still room to progress,

I just play my part make moves like chess

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

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

Covered the room in splattered red,

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

My book case looks like a psych. room

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

My head was not small enough to fit this room

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

14 years old and she's locked in herself in her room

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

I'm feelin on that 'rillo till i'm level with the moon

I have visions of demons lurking around in my room,

'cause every night she studies hard in her room

Just regret the fact that i left too soon