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

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Behind bars i sit, in my room i sit

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Better than college, after that, students home

Sit here on my phone in my room all alone

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

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

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

Kicked out on my own ass

Your life is a product of trash

Keep getting knocked down, back on my ass

See her man face-to-face through the glass

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

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