This is a song about "Electric chair"

Get me up off this chair

Let me hear that beat, air

We just want you back at home

My electric methadone

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen

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

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

Not even got any electric for the whole house

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

My rhymes are like an electric ray

Round my motherfuckin way

Situated in my chair having evidence presented,

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Electric relaxation, people's travel started the slaughter,

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her