This is a song about "Niga trippin"

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Reloads a punch of glass niga ima cut you harass

Just like you, sippin trippin minding my business thats p's and q's

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

By a brotha who was hopeless

Trippin like i road the bus

I love your ambition

And from there on they be trippin'

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

You left me down, broken, begging, trippin'.