This is a song about "Kick me when i m down"

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

My name is timb aka thomas crown

// [you kicked me when i was down]

// [you kicked me when i was down]

I don't want no fucking crown

I don't know what you heard about

Dick her down kick her out

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

And i hope you stand beside me when,down and out but still fighting in,

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

And when i kick you to the ground, i'm shouting "science bitch"

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Now give me what i ask for before i kick in back doors

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

When i kick your ass don't ask why i just wanted to rhyme