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(Hookx4)
Are you down?
Are you with me - with me now?
With me - with me now?
Are you with me - with me now?

(Verse 1)
Are you down?
Take a look at my life,
Growing up without rights,
Only boy that was white,
Only one with them black and spanish kids,
Making moves amongst all the manikins,
Never had much but jackets, hats, and kicks,
Children of the corn and a patch of cabbages,
Skip class and basketball practices,
With the boys getting high as Saturn is,
When I was in elementary,
Never knew what I'd want to be,
Hopefully a well known white rapper
Living life underneath a money tree,
Kicking freestyles on the playground
Way before I turned to a teen,
That was me, not even thirteen,
Puffed my first blunt, crushed my first dream,
2 years later my mama died and I never went back to the church scene,
Hold my head high, kept my chin low,
Gripped the pen and them instrumentals,
Poured my heart out through the ink,
Every year after that I had to pour my drink,
Most of my homies now dead and gone,
My heads up but I aint looing to the sky no more,
Cuz them clouds is low, and my mind is cold,
But my heart keeps beating cuz I grind and flow,
Im all grown up I've came around,
And my homies need a little angel now,
Trying to be quietly safe and sound,
I know I've changed but I'm still the same,
Man are you down?

(Hook)

Are you with me now?
Gon' take me back through hippy town?
Sayin you told me that we homies
Well then show me and just tell me
Are you down?
Then stop opening your mouth,
Don't come crawling back when you lost them stacks,
And your girl got mad cuz she don't come around,
And you lost a bunch of your family,
You been tripping off of them zannnies,
Way too high to reach for them panties,
Now you acting like it's all my fault,
I ain't had a laugh since nightfall,
Since I smashed your ass through that drywall,
You was drunk and look, I had to duck,
Cuz your girl was finna' call 5-0,
How about that time you taxed that Iphone?
And stuck the kid, under the bridge
While looking right in his eyeball,
I dont get it,
My life was getting pathetic,
And my luck slowly stopped stretching,
And I wasn't having any good intentions,
What would you do if you was stressin
About messing with the rest of your blessings?
My future was bright as my leather jacket,
But that got jacked and same with my stash and -
I got beat that week, used to sleep on streets,
But now I don't play around,
Wanna front man? Then tell me are you down

(Hook)