This is a song about "Big chair"

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

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

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

Who ya got left to congregate deploy activate decoy

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

I sit in my chair and never make a peep

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

I can finally rest in piece and sit in my wooden chair.

Huh, a metaphor of course

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

You got a baby boy or girl in there

Road to success headed to the chair

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Executive chair sitting decisions made

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

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