This is a song about "Sit up"

Could be applied to this shit

Showmanship, the crowd all sit, remit,

But you're loving mine i am the shit

I pray sin to sin so somberly sit

Sit back, kick your feet up, find a cat and pet her

I got something you've been waiting for

I'm hearing familiar sounds familiar smells, only time can tell whos gonna run this town.

Ugly mothafucka lookin like the it clown, when i stand up to the mic just sit down

Want to learn shut the fuck up and quietly sit

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

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

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

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