This is a song about "Sit in my face"

So i'll sit here in purgatory, waiting for my morning glory,

Pardon that jargon but since i'm balling they getting salty

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

I sit in my chair and never make a peep

I sit in my room with a pen and a notepad

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

I stuck my dick in her ass then spat in her face

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

Sit here on my phone in my room all alone

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

'nova- i'll sit on my sofa and shit in your soda

I can finally rest in piece and sit in my wooden chair.

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

You think i sit back and hide my face