This is a song about "Tips"

That you selling rides on the white horse right up out your crib

Fine leather stitch so dont flick your joint tips in this whip

We're poppin' off like all the cap tips at the fuckin' liquor store,

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Ain't here to school,just giving you tips

Just another product of this matrix

Hollow tips well let you taste em

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

So here i am at the store for some chips

Im rising to fame taking all these joker tips,

Now you know i gotta kill it i feel it all in my finger tips

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

We're poppin' off like all the cap tips at the fuckin' liquor store,