This is a song about "Slip"

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

See you rot,on the same banana,make your bars slip

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Trip 'n' slip over the wire-trip you flip into my pit.

Choked, but i was lucky enough to slip away, lastly.

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

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

I been waiting to blow up for a long damn time

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

Disagree with this, my sleeves'll slip down

I know a little girly from uptown

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

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

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Trying not to slip i'm trying not to stumble