This is a song about "Always trippin"

Check these slow pokes trippin' like they're piss drunk,

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Trippin hard as fuck all up and down these walls

Trippin' on these friendly faces and friendly notions.

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

And from there on they be trippin'

And they all mint condition

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Now i'm trippin up, trippy on the verge of giving up