This is a song about "Hitler putting down his dog"

My jordan's pressin down death on his chest.

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad

Always knocks anybody down who sticks in his path

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Like a bitch, goes up, with helium, and then set his son of a fucking ass down

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

Takes two to the back, drops down to his knees and his body lags

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

She looks into his room to find he gave up so soon tears rolled down

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around