This is a song about "Going downtown"

Cause everytime you come around

Champagne sippin gettin back from downtown

Are feet as we keep going,

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Pink drank on, sprite work

I'm going underworld/

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

I'm going underworld/

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Ies in the downtown maze of mazdas and fords

They fall in the downtown,in town

They can’t even come around

Bun b, i’m underground king

You fall in life, but you keep going

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

With you everyday you be like downtown doin some stupid shit.