This is a song about "Captan chair"

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

But booya booya boy 100 bars of death assassinate destroy

Road to success headed to the chair

Turn around and then you flip your hair

I understand i'm back by popular demand

As i'm sitting in this chair, my mind goes blank/

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

See i ain't the coach, but i make a girl run till she open

The only thing he needs is a highfive. to the face.with a metal chair.

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

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

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

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

Metal chair is imperative

Babe you know it gets no better than this