This is a song about "Lawn chair"

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

Than a new song im on the grass so i'm on the lawn

I'm sitting in this fucking chair

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

Metal chair is imperative

My way like a usher song

You get money from mowin-the lawn

I'm just sellin' my thoughts there

Road to success headed to the chair

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

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Only time you've seen green is when you mow your lawn

Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone

Season opener, finna be there

Cuz when we fail we pull up a chair,