This is a song about "You have slip away"

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

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

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

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

See you rot,on the same banana,make your bars slip

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

It's like a spell that i should have stayed away from.

While i'm running away screaming fuck you have a nice day.

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Know if you don't ever go away

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Trip 'n' slip over the wire-trip you flip into my pit.

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

And you look away with disgust