This is a song about "The room closes in"

Then we kicked in my room

Won't run out anytime soon

As your body parts i'm piling in the room, walks in your mother

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

Then the walls come up and she's alone in a crowed room

I coulda been smoked out in the other room

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Buff gorilla in the room

I got 'em cocked up in the closet like a faggot's room,

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

Lets take this to the room

Go in the room and shut the bedroom door and wake up in an ambulance

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears