This is a song about "You sit on a throne of lies"

Office chair big just like a throne

Music that y'all condone

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

I'm everything that they call nice

Never ever will you hear lies

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

You standing at that throne you smiling at that throne as we praise you on and on

Lies ahead of the wrath matched with a tree lit

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

He's a skinned chicken full of lies prepped for sacrifice

Instead i sit alone writing lyrics on a crumpled piece of paper

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone