This is a song about "You played ya self down low brother"

Big black diamond, bigger than a black razor

I shut em down, you fuck around, meet ya maker

Trying to get his life together, or what not

When are ya gonna get ya self a job,

The world looking out, they on the front row

You can try to push me down, yeah keep me low

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

Brother lookin' down from every direction, i heard the police reciting

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Ya your right, i actually played the assassin

Preaching to the choir though

You can keep it on the down low

You gonna find ya self in the trauma center,

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her