This is a song about "Rippin"

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

We got soul but no control, like john rambo rippin' throats

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

In carribean suites, deep, rippin beats with flows

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Pistol rippin through the blocks

Only rippin raps up like a fuckin horror flick yep

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Simeon smoke plenty green and addicted to rippin beats/

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Destiny approaches, above the bar rippin quotas

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love