This is a song about "The room closes in"

Buff gorilla in the room

Won't run out anytime soon

Lets take this to the room

Self made coming soon

Top dropped down, black on black

Ain't got no room in the back

Smell the fumes from the rasta's in a room full of hash

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Covered the room in splattered red,

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

I coulda been smoked out in the other room

Wrapped myself in plastic and lit candles in the room

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

I left him in the room, proceeded to the kitchen.