This is a song about "Sound pound now couch"

Us two we smoke a pound

To come and change my life around

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

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

The proper noun to explain my offer now is lost as my outer sound

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

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

Now drown in my sound, no clowns just the crown

Petty thoughts could keep your brain down

I poured urine on your mouth, now you sound so pissed off

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause