This is a song about "Getting down at the 49"

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Striking down in oklahoma at 2:56, the thoughts make me sick

From you. you're the one holding me back at the club or maybe the pub down the

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

They say i'm overconfident but i'm at the top that's where i'm comfy at i ain't looking down/

And a clown is invited so he can take children into bedrooms and make them frown,

We don't ever make love

Getting down to business

I can’t stand no motherfucking hoover

So ur getting hunt down like a cougar,

Cant stop my progression getting down like recession

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

It's at this big country mansion just down the block,

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Is getting turned down, in the end i've been walking with a frown

This my album, and when your parents try to come around