This is a song about "The periodic table"

For not being perfectly perpendicular to the table

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

Couple deals on the table i'm conversating with majors

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

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

Strap my victim down on a table, bashed him like the man was abel

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

And the kitchen table is were i find my pills

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

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown

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

While you stand under the table

Lady at the frank stand will

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

I bled on the bed and then on da table