This is a song about "Table"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Couple deals on the table i'm conversating with majors

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

Put the haters on a table, i dont need a fucking label/

I set a table for two

All i want is you

My flow fatal ready to disable the bus and break him down like a babys cradle

I'm going to bury you in this box i made outta your own kitchen table

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I bled on the bed and then on da table

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

I grabbed a candle of the table, then i beat him down.

You on the table for operation

I’m smoother than alopecia skin