This is a song about "Big chair"

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

Forever strapped to this lesser bare chair i'm seated in

Me on a track is similar to playing battleship with a mirror behind your chair

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

Metal chair is imperative

Professing they found one ready as this

I'm sitting in this fucking chair

Let me hear that beat, air

The chair fit his actions right, he was a lazy boy.

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Lemme grab my chair, some rum then it's back to square one,

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic