This is a song about "Desk"

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

My laptop just laying on my desk, wondering what's gonna' happen next

And hit up chess king and have the lady at the desk bring

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Of your desk stool, until you mess up, then the messiah of rap flows

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Take it like a man and go to the desk and sit,

You filthy nerd, sittin' in front of my desk

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

I can't write when there's shit on my desk