This is a song about "Sat"

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

I was little so i just sat back

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

He sat around all day in his lazy boy.

Would have came back for you

This is what i sat and cried to,

We sat together, talking bout love, straight loving in that love seat

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

She's sat on da fucking floor, strippin tears why would you kill/

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill