This is a song about "Electric chair"

Cable tv, electric methadone

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Not even got any electric for the whole house

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Fukin bitch ass need to be in the chair

My rhymes are like an electric ray

As: other plans got in the way

Your life is a product of trash

But what she dropped was an electric smash

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

My electric methadone

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

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

Cut out the light janelle's the electric lady

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see