This is a song about "Tripping balls"

There'd still be niggas out killing

Guess that's why it's called tripping

So i went down south but i ended up north

So take my bat and these base balls

Tripping on the same shit that made physics spin

I make songs about shit for attention

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

You making it blatant you're tripping on layman's

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Anxiety, anxiety, tripping over reality

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Your balls cry during bug life

We hustle to survive

I think im addicted to the fighting and tripping.

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