This is a song about "Slipping away"

Slipping further into comatose bits of shit

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Shawty when i was 20 i had a camry and tokens

Life's slipping like lotions nothing to oppose it, peoples motions

Observe: cock and spray

‘cause it’s not going away

After that, she say

‘cause it’s not going away

Struggling first class, headed for the runway

You thought,you would get away,

Tripping while i'm slipping, busy fighting off these demons

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing

The world's mask of sanity, has started slipping.

Im just trying to stay in line, with sign that my life is slipping

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking