This is a song about "Aint trippin"

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Just like you, sippin trippin minding my business thats p's and q's

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Wild and out bad trippin', that's the body i been hittin'

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

Trippin like i road the bus

Im so bonkas, im not conscious