This is a song about "Sitting on laps"

Sitting on the world, i got life in my hand

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

●mm mm i'm sitting on the world like i own it/

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

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

Now i'm sitting on my couch with my hands bloody

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee

Sitting contemplating concentrating on if i

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

My ass sitting, awful on metal without no cushion,

Mom's stressed from two dads, putting more crap on her laps

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

Sitting on the high tops sniping you targets,

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six