This is a song about "Walls come tumbling down"

Or backing down, come here slut, let's talk/

Separate us, from what jay brought

You come around, gun ‘em down, you’ll get beaten up,

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

The walls crumblin' down, tumblin' down

I don't want no fucking crown

Let's enjoy our younger years

Freaked out tore down the walls like posters

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

What goes up must come down, there'll be smiles there'll be frowns

Like poop smeared on the walls

Black fours red drop head doors

I'll have shit spraying through the walls.

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts