This is a song about "Ups"

Sly's little shop of horrors, now showing

Ups and downs and come arounds, and stomachs growling,

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Go through ups and downs,through right and wrong

Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness

It set in stone in these poems there ain’t nothing bogus

Ups and downs of my life, it used to be the lights out,

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness/

In the next few bars i will deliver like a ups man who just got hired

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record