This is a song about "Gig"

Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

The revolution has arrived

I wrote this no sugar coating this heist

Oh my dude, the heist got me shook,

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Dream of a king's been a nightmare for anyone

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

It says he's in the hospital, about to kick the bucket,

Battled for the pork i most dearly want, spear as a weapon n what'not

I brought my mother to the room and sat her in a chair.

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

You got a baby boy or girl in there

Road to success headed to the chair

Office chair big just like a throne

Music that y'all condone