This is a song about "She slips away"

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

Run away get away ye's got a gun

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

She step away and that's when i see my daughter

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

I move slightly on instinct, she sits away son

Tell me how can we live this way

‘cause it’s not going away

I move slightly on instinct, she sits away son

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

As it slips through your toneless lips borderline homeless,

Slips watching clips but eclipse hurry up before it strips

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Breeze blowin, takin my worries away.

But i ain't get to see you today