This is a song about "Sound pound now couch"

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Battle pound for pound and diminish the rest

Let me tell you now i sound like i'm doing speed

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Now drown in my sound, no clowns just the crown

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown

Feelin' more doubt now? kill your worn out sound.

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

Six feet under you's won't be making a sound, now i've taken control

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

Jam out on your damn couch

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

Now when i spit it sound slurred as shit, shit,

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that