This is a song about "Baby slow it down"

I can't slow down, i can't stop now, i can't turn around

If i get stopped, have a bitch throw the weed out

Give me the key, give it baby

I’m tryna be low key

Oh, slow. make it flow...down by the river and crying all over the pit. that slut

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Wassup phoma, slow down kid!

I cant even slow down until i disappear

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

Listen up bitches, do you need me to take it slow?

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

They try to dumb us down, slow us down, and take our innocence,

If i'll think i'll slow down, so flinch and go now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow