This is a song about "Drown"

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town

The flaws and the cracks that are causing us to drown,

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Do shit for others, drown them in advice,

In time we learned to live a life of crime

You gon need some gills, to not drown in my rhyme

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

I'm over thinking i should go drown.

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Some go to country clubs, while others grub, drown at liquor stores,

Drown the life of any clown, like a heckling child

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind