This is a song about "The chamber"

Inside an auschwitz chamber, hydrogen cyanide infiltrates ya

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

And of course, my car's off course

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Aw fuck all this cuz of a poor sculpted gun chamber

The bigger the the fun

I don't trust no one

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

So step inside my chamber aimed for pearly gates

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

The more battles the better the flows

I gripped it and slowly pulled the trigger but the chamber isn't steaming

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing