This is a song about "Chair"

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

I sit in my chair and never make a peep

Road to success headed to the chair

We both grown and i dont care

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Fukin bitch ass need to be in the chair

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

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

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

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

Playin with fire is a danger zone

Office chair big just like a throne

For fear of what you show them, reality is golden

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