This is a song about "Sittin in my living room"

My mind's in a coming time, my body's in this stuffy room

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

Pass through, me and kid freestyle in my room,

Humboldt represented through my rhyming, living in copper

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Sitting in my room at night wishin id die

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Sit here on my phone in my room all alone

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

You filthy nerd, sittin' in front of my desk

It's obvious i'm crazy

In my room i can be me