This is a song about "Sits"

She will never get by, no how no way

Let diego speak when he sits down to play

I move slightly on instinct, she sits away son

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

I'm the one in the classroom that just sits back and rolls his eyes.

While he sits on his throne and think he's king

What i'm wanting, and i'm trying to see something

Or i could lick at da split where your clit sits and tongue flip it.

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

Time sits still yet to depression i am consigned

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence