This is a song about "Electric chair"

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

In her pyjama’s excitedly asking everyone to find a chair

She got electric feel, don't taze me bro

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

So i ended up all alone

My electric methadone

I ain't ever ask for nothing to make it right here

But my raps shock you just like an electric eel

My electric methadone

Now all i am is alone

Three town homes in delaware

Road to success headed to the chair

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

Situated in my chair having evidence presented,

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one