This is a song about "When we enter u get down"

Take them all off when we get home like goddam i'm blessed

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

U a little boy u still cry when ya get beat wit a belt/

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Chills go down my spine when we make eye contact [x3]

I'm down, u down, no more fuckin around

If i get stopped, have a bitch throw the weed out

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

I miss when we use to lay and get frisky

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Ur jaw drops when u get hit with a sawn off on the streets and mangled bitch

But when we put our weapons down will be a dream of a world,

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

What do u think will happen when we all die

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly