This is a song about "Up and down"

I'll own your ass up and down the street

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

You need to shut up, back up, and back down

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound

It's to be me. down from the dirt, back up, over the hill and down the ground.

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Lift 'em up and down like eight hundred thousand pound packs

Let em marinate, you forever late

Ive been hit knocked down, done came up and aint shit changed