This is a song about "Flagging down"

Going round, dunn clown

What goes up must come down

We ball, that breakdown

Flub it when whores wound down

(cuz you know it's going down...)

He won't sit down, given the crown

I don't want no fucking crown

Roslanskeet trippin when i get down,

Threw it down in anger, stomping down

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

Abuse paper, run through it 'til the ink's out

I'm down, u down, no more fuckin around

No reason to be around

I am gonna break down

I wanna kiss him down.

He just throws it around