This is a song about "Low town"

I drive that all around

Hfl chillin man i love this town

I could show you a bar across town

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

I be, creeping lower than low

Hope you heard that intro

And touch down when i role into town.

And i clowntha type of bitch to throw down

Silly bitches gon' follow

Hit the club she drop it low

Now this anxiety is chasing me around town to town

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

But i apologize for not walking you around

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

He won't sit down, given the crown

About to eat up ya whole town