This is a song about "Dropping that ass down low"

You can try to push me down, yeah keep me low

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

Stay on the down low rap a fuckin rookie competitor

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Penguin waddle panties dropping down to the front street,

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Searching for direction in a place that has you headed low

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I choppa yo ass down you was bodied on , had my bitch empty that clip

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

That got me here, now i’m platinum, dropping these pearls,

That nigga so shame that he hung his head low (hung his head low)

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window