This is a song about "Chilling on a sofa"

Chilling on the bed cuz you know what i really said

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

U know i prolly marked a nigga up like bruise while u all relaxed chilling

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Got me engraved in this sofa, zero production is what i make.

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

'nova- i'll sit on my sofa and shit in your soda

Where you feel most at home never can be alone chilling with a blunts hug

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

Sitting deep stuck to your seat like your comfy sofa,

Or chilling enjoying the green highlands

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was