This is a song about "Table"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

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

It was like balancing a house of cards on a crooked table,

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

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town

I set a table for two

Wolf gang, triple six crew

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

The neighbors. but i know for a fact i am able to top the charts flip the table.

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

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

Baby, you're an angel

Eat her out, now she's the table

He's got his face in a mask, your blood stains on his glass table

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible