This is a song about "My life going down"

The spotlights on me, how is it all going down?

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

This is the way your life is supposed to be going.

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Sorry life you'll never bring me down here is my apology

They can’t even come around

While he is going mc down

I'll be swinging going down

We ball, that breakdown

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

All my life i fall down, it's true, i reach for the stars

Where is my life going,

In my drawsring, ring, ring

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown

Prison was his future , hes going down