This is a song about "Sitting on that throne"

Automatic kill for pennies

Sitting right here on my knees

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

Sitting on my baby ass starting to bawl

While he sits on his throne and think he's king

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Sitting contemplating concentrating on if i

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

I i used to be that guy sitting on a crate, shotting of an 8th trying to get myself paid,

Back then we were the best, sitting on that upper tier

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

Pass the pot, sitting in my throne like its camelot

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

Unless you eatin' pussy that smell like it's a stale plum

I belong on hell's throne, you belong in jerusalem,