This is a song about "Couch"

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

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

On the couch, wasted giving no fucks

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

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

Jam out on your damn couch

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

Casting couch, two interviews, uh

My all gold rolly or the

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

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

I'm a muh fucking stoner like a boulder on the couch

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper