This is a song about "I sit on my ass"

I just got validation on my ass whooping ticket

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Excuse me how the hell do you feel you sit on your ass all day and you mothers

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Tell her drink, come get drunk, it's nut cracker

Bitch, i sit on this beat with swagger

Sit on crates on my porch watching with a loaded rifle,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I sit on the stage, no rows at my shows, i live in a cage,

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

And i got that drive and she just might crash

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

It all dates back when all i did was sat around on my ass

I sit back in my rags

But you don't have a chance