This is a song about "Bitches trippin"

I was just trippin' and chillin' with winnie the pooh,

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

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

So if i do call it's just a check

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Banana peel slippin i ain't trippin i'm just fallin down

I start trippin', and start slittin'

You're uncool like my mother kin

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

But ain't trippin. i was just in school man