This is a song about "Power trippin"

But ain't trippin. i was just in school man

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Goin skinny dippin', and you know we ain't trippin'

So everything retro come across so corny

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

And bet this, i'm a mothafucking monster

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

To come and change my life around

Roslanskeet trippin when i get down,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

And from there on they be trippin'

And they all mint condition

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I am on the mic with everlasting power