What about when the world´s like fuckas, killas? What will ya be? Down. What about when I´m a hundred and three? What will ya be? Down, down. What about when the world´s like fuckas, killas? What will ya be? Down. What about when the carnival comes to ya town? I´m a be down wit the clown! .... MAYBE God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right person, so when we do meet them, we know to be greatful for them!