This is a song about "Sitting in a hotel"

Took your ex to a hotel, had her undressed and shameless

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour

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

All that is better than sitting in class listening to a lecture

Exposing myself locked inside of a cozy hotel posing

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Demonic followers sitting in a circle of candles in every sessions

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Locked in this #position i'm sitting,

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king