This is a song about "Nip slip"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Hopes you slip off your path and lies behind its mask with a jeering

The fourth one, i like to kick around

Disagree with this, my sleeves'll slip down

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

Knit the numeral 6 into your skin with string but slip,

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Trip 'n' slip over the wire-trip you flip into my pit.

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

I shit on the script while your hoe on my dick, but i never slip,

Contributing the real shit

Gunna slip if i try and do it

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

I'll slip and tear a ligament and say it was deliberate