This is a song about "Room"

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

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

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

I picked you up and ran to the dining room

My book case looks like a psych. room

I'm not moving like a cartoon

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

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

Then we kicked in my room

Won't run out anytime soon

Buff gorilla in the room

Self made coming soon

'cause every night she studies hard in her room

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

Covered the room in splattered red,

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check