This is a song about "Seven times table"

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

I bled on the bed and then on da table

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people up in heaven waitin for me

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

It was like balancing a house of cards on a crooked table,

Every since then our whole city been horrible

I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

Seventeen eighty seven

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Nine eleven seven seven seven eleven in heaven

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

I set a table for two

Wanna spend it all on you

As i light one for ill will

While you stand under the table