This is a song about "Sippel laps"

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Got your girl on her laps with my cum all on her face smeared

From an african american stance

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Till the day i die i'm running laps around these wiretaps

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

That she was too fat to swim laps she need a slim fast

Mom's stressed from two dads, putting more crap on her laps

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Now if you give us a chance

Running shit and i need more laps

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

Race laps of mad collabs like im runnin the autobahn,

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm