This is a song about "Sittin on my legs"

Took my xbox remains and smashed both of his legs.

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

All my jeans have three pant legs for dealin with this ordeal

I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel

For now everything just seem so right

Around me to stretch my legs and walk outside

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

On the dock sittin' while liquor bottle sippin'

Shake your hair like them track ain't coming out

Bitches sittin on a sub, now her booty's loud.

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

I got more wins then legs on a fuckin centipede

Sittin on a tree above your tombstone marked with your name

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

Shackles on our legs speak and you get four belts.

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends