This is a song about "Up down"

I don't want no fucking crown

It's like what comes up must down

And i did the video for really though

I hit em up everywhere, especially down low/

I was rolling down the pavement with the bass up,

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Come wit me you'll smoke around

What goes up must come down

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

In a game that'll throw you down, every time you climb up

And her soul flew down not up,

Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

And pull those other four down you ain't giving up

Scars up and down my arms

Tire marks, tire marks