This is a song about "Slippin"

Slowly slippin n goin astray

Momma say, you making me lose pay

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

Every bar i spit i'm slippin in these multiple rhymes

Cuz you aint slippin by, names princess but bio says that he's a guy

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

And for what? all that i've made i watch it slippin' away

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

No sock or im slippin from the constant image of

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Banana peel slippin i ain't trippin i'm just fallin down

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

The rich didn't think to see, plastic skin slippin' from chin to feet