This is a song about "Table"

I set a table for two

Hey now got a thing for you

I bled on the bed and then on da table

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

While you stand under the table

I'm modest, and humble

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

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

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

You're mentally disable,you're like snacks to randy ,you're on his table.

It's typical how traditionally i position a syllable,

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

For not being perfectly perpendicular to the table

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

Come again, i devour lawmen my tribe is tribal i'll beat you with the fucking bible

Unstable motherfuckers,where else can you get a lapdance from an e.b.t card under the table