This is a song about "Couch sittin"

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

Mac's the flyest in the room, yea too bad he's solo on that couch

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

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

As she goes through the levels

On the couch, wasted giving no fucks

Alcohol and booty calls

Sittin on bowling balls

Snorting coke behind that couch in which you're starting to cower

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

You cleaned up most but there's bits on the couch

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge