This is a song about "Over down"

Because we take over the cities and we lock ém down,

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

Some mascara over here, an implant over there

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

I was headed down over to the head shop

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

But then he felt a hand on his shoulder he looks over, tears fall down his face as he said

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Or push myself, fall down backwards over the stairs

Over here, money over there

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

It's to be me. down from the dirt, back up, over the hill and down the ground.

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Glad its almost over

That's what rains for