This is a song about "Being put down resp fmts 3"

Let's find a way to put down the brew

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

And my mom put me right down to sleep

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

Put that shit back on my shelf, started up dumb it down,

So fragile, so stressed, that he had to put her down,

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Drop 3 down and let it fly, oh let it fly, fly high

"put that shit back down, you don't know where it's been"/

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Gunning down people for being bullied by geeks

In private, not public in the streets

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Don't let people bring you down for being different