This is a song about "All down"

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

Instead i cramb it all and keep it deep down inside.

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Girls now days i swear down there all sex mad

I know a little girly from uptown

The spotlights on me, how is it all going down?

My bitchez. all down to fuk.weed so loud..

Mean alot more to me, check me out

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Went down the aisles, snatchin all the clothes

So all you haters better pipe down

Come wit me you'll smoke around

My name is timb aka thomas crown

So all you haters better pipe down

Beaming all joy down to hell as if my name was scotty.

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody