This is a song about "Let nas down"

Let me take you down to my cellar

And there's little to be glad for

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

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

Slow it down let me give them a rope

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

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

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

Let he rain down on us, forever and ever

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

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

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Let diego speak when he sits down to play

Fine, let me put my mic down two sec

Finished mean done, and done mean dead