This is a song about "Smokey room"

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

I have visions of demons lurking around in my room,

In the heartz of men

Monday in my room again

Swag in the air when i'm walkin in the room

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

Lets take this to the room

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

Across the crowded room,

Won't run out anytime soon

Self made coming soon

When i went to the bath room

Soothing jazz juxtaposing the pizzazz of this room/

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

Her mother deftly left the room,

Just regret the fact that i left too soon