This is a song about "Table mat"

Scarface, say i got that montana flow

Is that why you're flat on the mat rhino

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

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

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

I bled on the bed and then on da table

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

While you stand under the table

Lady at the frank stand will

Flippin' up dough on the mat like gymnastics,

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

He even offered that and it's still on the table

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

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble