This is a song about "Hoe tripping"

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

But don't just pay attention to 'em, all of 'em are tripping,

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning

Feds on my ass niggas steady tripping

You making it blatant you're tripping on layman's

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

But seemingly believe it though

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

Tripping on the same shit that made physics spin

I not chasing no hoe

You got that indie glow

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

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

Look how the buzz will grow

Knocking success in my chest hoe