This is a song about "Put it down"

Tried to find ammo but it's none around town

My family consequently put me down.

You might want to put the mic down

He won't sit down, given the crown

No reason to be around

Threw it down in anger, stomping down

The fourth one, i like to kick around

So fragile, so stressed, that he had to put her down,

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

You can try to put me down but im not gunna rest

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Get over it disown me if you want, but that aint gonna make me put down that fuckin blunt

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

We need to put down the hatchet

And if get back up, you will be put right down,

But i apologize for not walking you around