This is a song about "Flippin the slick"

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

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

It's fixed, shit if the rhythm was sick, i could be slick as the rick,

Still got me another deal big as any nigga in music

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

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

Get the big picture im a slick trickster your bars aint sicker than mines

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

I'm a wicked slick prick here to steal the show,

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

That slick criminal wit, the shit i spit chews,