This is a song about "Down sydrome"

He won't sit down, given the crown

Why, why is he tripping down?

While he was tyin' em down

Going round, dunn clown

The world is upside down

I better get my gown

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

My family consequently put me down.

They can’t even come around

Making sure you breaks down

They just go around

Shots fired, get your head down

Come wit me you'll smoke around

When they bring it back down