This is a song about "Sitting on the couch trying to make a rap"

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

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

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

A nice guy, trying to get by, on the outside filled with life

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

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

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

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

And this still the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

Trying to get out of the hood on the wish of a star

Amen, they say you only live once

On the couch, wasted giving no fucks

Me move to a higher level i'm just sitting on the steps

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense