This is a song about "Sit in protests"

So sit down in angriness

Sweet, okay makes sense

He told me "just sit in this room with air-conditioner

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

If i don't make that man there dance

I sit back in my rags

Harder, better, faster, stronger

While i sit in the corner

Sit in the water let the ocean wash away the problems.

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

Just sit back in suburban chrome when words are thrown,

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

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs