This is a song about "Sit down kid"

Kid, with my man theory holding me down, with our crown

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Bitch sit the fuck down or get yo ass inna back

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Will somebody please show me how

The real slim shady can sit down now

Sit kid,learn from a sick kind,

Uh, this what's been on my mind

We can play twister naked

Wassup phoma, slow down kid!

I sit down in me chair and rap in my head

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

And i will pull down my pants and proceed to sit

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Sit the fuck down and enjoy this mans deepest confessions.