This is a song about "Putin you down"

Making sure you breaks down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Don't let em bring you down

Going round, dunn clown

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Break you down like instrumentals

Where you come up also where you drop down

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

I'm mental, it's instrumental

You can't take down a petal,

Metaphore, melt you down

My name is timb aka thomas crown

The fourth one, i like to kick around

Would you feel what im writing down

Unless you got that money sonny, best you fuckin throw down

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