This is a song about "Sit down kid"

Mad, still make em naked

Wassup phoma, slow down kid!

I walk over to the couch and sit down

He won't sit down, given the crown

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

But i apologize for not walking you around

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Sit the fuck down and enjoy this mans deepest confessions.

So sit down, shut up and follow the crowd

But when you step out, why these bitches run out

Physically straight but they cake they behavior

Sit down, imma roast ya, free of charge, no cater

So sit down in angriness

I shed so many tears