This is a song about "Down"

They just go around

Flub it when whores wound down

But no reason to stay down

I better get my gown

My name is timb aka thomas crown

When they bring it back down

Because they wanna let you down

All my other people that dance around

While he is going mc down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Cause everytime you come around

Why, why is he tripping down?

He won't sit down, given the crown

Shots fired, get your head down

Then get out your seat and jump around

I got fake people, chomping down.