This is a song about "Nipple slip"

I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Hatred slowly waitin for me hoping that i may slip

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple

Gunna slip if i try and do it

You don't mean that, you faggot

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

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

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

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics