This is a song about "Tables"

So much that i think about just breaking tables

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Make you swallow more balls than tables at pool hall

Got lebron entourages like maverick and richie paul

Would make you swallow more balls than tables at pool halls

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

Slapping labels on foreheads and recording excuses in tables

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

They want fun and the fame, when underground rapper are turnin thr tab-les.

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

Keep those tables unstable/label common unable/

Look in the scope, my people still a target

The tables have turned, now i'm the favorite

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

Then i redecorated, that meant the tables turned.