This is a song about "How low"

Show em how low can you go, till overdosed on your coke

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

Never break, took a break though

You can keep it on the down low

Fuck fame, fuck money

I’m tryna be low key

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Thinkin back to it i feel so low.

I hit em up everywhere, especially down low/

The world looking out, they on the front row

I'm feel like i'm,i'm so low,

Ran outside to see the big show

I dont care how low a level i must stoop to get you stupid on my own level

The instrumental, every time i'm in, i skip your lame level, when i step in my temple,