This is a song about "Avoiding the sit"

Or let the mob handle that

Showmanship, the crowd all sit, remit,

We have nothing in common

I sit crowned upon the ashen sun

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

Than sit on the damn curb the whole day

I'm the top dog, so sit, bruh, ha!

Cause i ain't mad at cha

Im avoiding wack bitches

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

While i sit in the corner

See, i like the person that you are

Will somebody please show me how

The real slim shady can sit down now

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Take it like a man and go to the desk and sit,