This is a song about "Up dow"

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

My teenage years were fucked up,

Uh ha, you know what

Waiting for me to fuck up

Shit sun never came up

Say what you wanna but

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

A twenty somethin cup

It's gonna be a fight up

Cause imma step it up, build it up

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

I see the sun comin up

On how they set me up

What, what ... project shit what