This is a song about "You have slip away"

And you look away with disgust

If you feel it, it must be real just

And all the chances you had, have been blown away

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

Maybe tomorrow good lord'll take you away

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

From shift to shift, i slip right in, don't you dare resist

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

On a tightrope may slip if you can't cope just pray and hope

Lived far away he didn't have to worry

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

When we fuck she say

You will not get away

With this heavenly flow bought a hell of whip

Damn it's a trip how you can slip while you bite a chip