This is a song about "Sitting in my room"

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Pass the pot, sitting in my throne like its camelot

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

I have visions of demons lurking around in my room,

Flyer then the rest of them

Monday in my room again

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

I've been locked in my room getting faded

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Pass through, me and kid freestyle in my room,

Sitting in a room doing nothing but chill

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

On they twitter writing novels, see

In my room i can be me