This is a song about "I put it down"

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

I put my head on the table an sacrificed it all, just to be kicked down infront of them all,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Put that weak shit down before i take away your last breath

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

Strumming my pain with his fingers

That i did it or put it in this verse

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

I done killed it before i could put ya name down and list it.

My fake accent ain't the only thing i put down under mate

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Ya kinda cute baby are you new in town

Check it uhh, yeah put your iphone down

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

And if i was a bad book then you couldn't put me down//