This is a song about "Desk"

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

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing

Carol city or was it the west

Then i collapse right on top of my desk

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

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

Drinking straight from the keg record on my desk

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

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

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

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

I sit in my desk looking at this white pad

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

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

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Bangin' my face on my desk like i'm takin' a test and i'm blankin' on basically every question