This is a song about "A sofa"

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Smoking a roach on the sofa with the lights all off,

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

Twista finna get up on the track

What a bummer, what a drag

Spit a poem or a diss

Pass me the purp, i'mma smoke to this

You're a disaster a sham,

She said she's never had a man

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Can’t you see just how long my run

Influences are a dime a dozen

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Got me engraved in this sofa, zero production is what i make.