This is a song about "Put down"

Jeremy scotts, 3 stripes

Its time to put down your knives

And my mom put me right down to sleep

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

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

That's why i never claimed i was the best

I better get my gown

You might want to put the mic down

Put that weak shit down before i take away your last breath

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Put all the pieces together as i strip them all down

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

Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter

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

She put the letter down, she froze in time

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine