This is a song about "Put down the drugs"

I'm begging these girls to put down the lotion

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

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

I can only love you when you’re undressed

Fight longer, until everybody who put you down has met the slaughter/

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

We put a wreath on niggas' career

Father dude that wont put down the beer

So sweet the way i put it down, we wipe the slate clean,

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

We need to put down the hatchet

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

My fake accent ain't the only thing i put down under mate

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

I done seen a nigga drop find god and skip town

My family consequently put me down.