This is a song about "Nipple slip"

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Gunna slip if i try and do it

Maybe from my ass maybe from my third nipple,

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

Did someone slip me fucking cyanide?

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

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Whole team full of og’s packing fo-fo’s on the hip hip

See you rot,on the same banana,make your bars slip

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

Went from the 'back down' to the 'front, flip'//runts slip

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Slick sinning, slice when you slip an force it in

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

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship