This is a song about "Im triping paranoid"

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Im stubborn and im ignorant,

Weary kids paranoid cause we chose to share highs

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Looking behind you feeling a little paranoid

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Im bout to give ya, im ridiculing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

After im gone im forgotten

Everyday i'm getting paranoid of my own thoughts,

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Im still loaded, im loaded

Get the zippo and spark the shit