This is a song about "Sitting at a table"

My coffee, put it on a flat table mat,

So gold albums or not, i did affect rap

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

He's got his face in a mask, your blood stains on his glass table

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

That i'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

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

Every since then our whole city been horrible

The neighbors. but i know for a fact i am able to top the charts flip the table.

It was refreshing but a tussle, life repays the respecting and the humble

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

But they’re pulled in ‘till they’re dead or sitting at death row,

Come again, i devour lawmen my tribe is tribal i'll beat you with the fucking bible

Unstable motherfuckers,where else can you get a lapdance from an e.b.t card under the table