This is a song about "Table tennis"

You on the table for operation

I compliment you with your conversation

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I'm just grateful there's a roof and food on the table

While you stand under the table

As i light one for ill will

Every since then our whole city been horrible

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

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

The fittest crew like a pair of nike jordan tennis shoes,

My coffee, put it on a flat table mat,

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap