This is a song about "Trippin on feelings"

Before, music reflected my feelings,

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

So if it comes down, may the best man win

I start trippin', and start slittin'

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

Roslanskeet trippin when i get down,

I don't want no fucking crown

Roslanskeet trippin when i get down,

Dont judge me ...its my feelings

Bring the battering ram where you live

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

You faggots are raged, caught you trippin on lean while i was downing