This is a song about "Couch cushions"

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Ill break you apart like a shitty couch from ikea

Jam out on your damn couch

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

For you while you are on the couch, trying to rate it

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Now i'm sitting on my couch with my hands bloody

Almost lost my life to the industry