This is a song about "Sitting on a couch"

Sitting contemplating concentrating on if i

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Jam out on your damn couch

For you while you are on the couch, trying to rate it

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

You could have it all alone, cause i’m better without you

'cause even when i'm sitting on my ass, i'm at a war too

I just roll a joint inside my house, light up and pass out on stoned right on my couch.

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

You cleaned up most but there's bits on the couch

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch