This is a song about "Sat"

Sat down to talk to a mad scientist

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

But he just sat us down and told us to respect

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Sat up for 3 days staring at the wall my friends like

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

He sat around all day in his lazy boy.

Sat on the curb, since birth, my mental issue is earth,

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

This is what i sat and cried to,

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Was the feeling, when i sat down and wrote this lately

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Remember that night when you sat alone in your car?