This is a song about "Tips"

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

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

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

Redundant tips from contructive fucks

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Hold the bus busking, busting ma ass for tips as an emcee

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Im rising to fame taking all these joker tips,

Swisher tips that get curled

She wanted to fight at first

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

But i got skeptics and some fans that just be needing more