This is a song about "Fake weed tripping"

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

With the wrath of a killer, they said i’m tripping

I can get straight to the cash

They tripping from crack they stash

Of multiple prisms tripping like i'm off balance on a rigid

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

Tripping off the dope ass flow, i do

It's really not an issue

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Ya bitch start tripping i just flip her off hat balcony

Then i cant believe you think you young and tripping

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

You just working with the scraps you was given

Tripping on the same shit that made physics spin

There'd still be niggas out killing

Guess that's why it's called tripping