This is a song about "Sit in"

Then sit empty in hell

Breakdancing to melle mel

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Yas fuckin sit there and laugh like yas are in paradise

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

You sit in filth while you hate those who sit in wealth,

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

Basking in everlasting hormones he asks her to sit in his lap

While you sit in a corner in your own sorrow crying

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

Marshmallows inside my pen

Let me just sit in between them,

You sit in filth while you hate those who sit in wealth,

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells