This is a song about "Let down"

Slow it down let me give them a rope

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Im not going to let you drag me down

I know a little betty from downtown

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

But first let me lay down a couple more facts,

To let the walls fall down and speak something a bit sounding

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

But don't let it get you down you know

Lost my nigga over nothing though

Let that arm rest, put the weed down, clear ya lung chest

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

My name is timb aka thomas crown

Kick your shoes off, let your hair down