This is a song about "Tables"

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Slapping labels on foreheads and recording excuses in tables

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

Keep those tables unstable/label common unable/

I know my shit better anyone on this damn earth, curse this place, it's worse

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper and caught the chasers.

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

Would make you swallow more balls than tables at pool halls

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

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

So much that i think about just breaking tables

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

But knowin you through music is going to change the world

Then i redecorated, that meant the tables turned.

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

The tables have turned, now i'm the favorite