This is a song about "Rooms"

Cause we left those class rooms a bit early for lunch

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

The smoke filled rooms, the velcro shoes, it's all good

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

Cause we left those class rooms a bit early for lunch

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

My rooms a dragon's lair

It's how we put it there

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with

And lonely teenagers in their rooms with wrists slit,

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches