This is a song about "Nigga tripping"

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Faculty tripping come later to get your hat back

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Of multiple prisms tripping like i'm off balance on a rigid

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Why, why is he tripping down?

It's just my soda mixed with brown

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

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

Flipping im outta my mind tripping on acid and wine,

I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time

When i tell them what i do, they say "you must be tripping,"

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

Raised by a momma who, who

Tripping off the dope ass flow, i do