This is a song about "Sits"

Sits in front of the tv, buries her nose in the pad

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Let diego speak when he sits down to play

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

But he sits alone in the back of the class trying to hide

Time sits still yet to depression i am consigned

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

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

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

He sits up late and night when everybody else is snoring

And be out london with lauren and telling megan good morning