This is a song about "Slip and tip"

Guess i'll slip under the covers and take the beats to self smother/

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

I take a step bout to say forget this til' i slip and drop the piece.

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

But shit man, gotta tip it up and notch this

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

Got one good tip: bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

And it wouldn't be a slip to say that i'm into boys

But you wouldn't be if you never took those steroids

I'll slip and tear a ligament and say it was deliberate

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

Ma always said chase yo dream and never slip

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot