This is a song about "The room closes in"

I work hard for everything i get

Covered the room in splattered red,

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

Fog in the room it's worthy of noting

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

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

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Self made coming soon

Step back to the dressing room

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Lets take this to the room

I'm not moving like a cartoon

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

In the locker room, at lunch even sometimes in class