This is a song about "Falling down but get back up"

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

Poor black people get put down, and are caught up in it,

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Sitting down, thinking back, got myself mixed up

Put that shit back on my shelf, started up dumb it down,

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Falling right back over like a hollow broomstick

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

You get a thumbs up, pat on the back

// [but i won't back down]

I better get my gown

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Im the main one falling down the hill

You can figth me, tear me down, but i will always get back up

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck