This is a song about "Get down"

Calm the fuck down before i get the glock

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

Roslanskeet trippin when i get down,

My name is timb aka thomas crown

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Get the big spoons to itch me down south, my dick's nefarious

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Get your world crumbled down like biscuits

Cause once i do that i get down

Puff puff puff, shutdown uptown

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

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Cause everytime you come around

And kids no matter how bad you get knocked down

You come around, gun ‘em down, you’ll get beaten up,

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup