This is a song about "Flippin the slick"

I spit this sick as shit and slick as rick, diss the system,

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

But logically my mind is slick,

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

He flippin to the bars so i'm only raising mine

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I'm ripping the limits of quickness when i'm spitting this slick shit

I promise to keep it honest

Slick with the tricks shit, shift the wrist swift

Too a quick morsel/slick with the writs also/you a rookie me im all pro/

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though