This is a song about "Let down"

Sometimes i let it soak its reachin' down in my soul

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

No i'll never let you bring me down or drop your lid on me

Spending money when your wallet gets low

But don't let it get you down you know

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

Let me take you down to my cellar

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

Im not going to let you drag me down

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

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Kick your shoes off, let your hair down

He just throws it around