This is a song about "Table tops"

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

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

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him

You on the table for operation

Tops until i pop a shot into your iq

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Definitely melting your mind like melting pots i'm melting tops

We clouds from a spliff, touting and spouting quips off the bare tops

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

I’m a factor and your facial

Eat her out, now she's the table

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

While yall walk down the street with yall halter tops

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Ain't gotta brain and nothin' to bring to the whole table,