This is a song about "Down in the dumps"

Turn the ihome down, you're in my zone now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

And when you live in the ghetto, it could fall down tomorrow,

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

Dumps off the body, in a random alleyway

I look down in the river, no sound in that wet mirror

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

In a trolley, down the lobby as a hobby.

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

He just throws it around

The walls crumblin' down, tumblin' down

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

She put the letter down, she froze in time