This is a song about "Table games training"

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

Go where you ain't been

Without the games permission,

Stared at triangle with an eye while training

Persuasing so amazing, it's amazing

While you stand under the table

I’m a factor and your facial

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

I'll still be able to break a motha-fuckin' table

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

After all the training you gonna wanna abort

Dont wanna play no mind games

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for