This is a song about "Taylor couch"

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

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

Man look we are at our house,dad still here and mom on the couch

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

I was sitting on the couch trying to take a nap

On the couch, wasted giving no fucks

As she goes through the levels

It's all good, finna dog that

Take her where the couch at

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

I never use a fork i always spoon her

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

I walk over to the couch and sit down