This is a song about "Baby sit on my lap"

Sit on crates on my porch watching with a loaded rifle,

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Your bitch on my lap pleaing for my pee pee so bad

You are the angel, you sit like a bolder on my shoulder,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

With ya girl givein me the best lap dance on my right knee

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Suddenly i felt something crawl onto my lap

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

So i sit here in my room unsigned, waiting for the stars to align on my dream,

Tears dripped on my lap, i was battered n' saddened

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Sit on my middle finger and spin like a disco ball

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call