This is a song about "Nip slip"

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Never let her slip when it come that paper chase

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

She said slip this piece of paper on your tongue and

Choked, but i was lucky enough to slip away, lastly.

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

But let something i don't like slip past your lips

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

From shift to shift, i slip right in, don't you dare resist

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

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

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket