This is a song about "The periotic table"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

He even offered that and it's still on the table

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

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Shout out to you shit talkers at my lunch table

I'll still be able to break a motha-fuckin' table

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

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

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

For not being perfectly perpendicular to the table

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

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

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

Dealin with no mom, all the pain i've undergone has shaped what you hear here in your ear

#3 my homework's on the table, so now ill never finish it cause the killers here,