This is a song about "Slow down life"

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Slow it down,i just dissed you

Wassup phoma, slow down kid!

My mates calling me gifted

Oh, slow. make it flow...down by the river and crying all over the pit. that slut

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Slow it down , that hate will get you wasted

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

They try to dumb us down, slow us down, and take our innocence,

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

Maybe i should slow down to acquaint you with all these juxtapositions