This is a song about "Acid tripping"

But don't just pay attention to 'em, all of 'em are tripping,

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

But i have only done acid

Razor grips, laser spit

Anxiety, anxiety, tripping over reality

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

High as nasa on acid, acid tone

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

They tripping from crack they stash

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

My rhymes strike like acid chemicals,

Then i cant believe you think you young and tripping

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

Let's have a toast for this new love

Where's as am tripping on my laces