This is a song about "Butt lips"

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Then got high from butt plugs

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Sound like applause when she shakin that butt

Like a myme trying to get his point across moving his lips.

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

I like to poop out of my butt,

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed

This pain she inherit can't be reversed

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

Houdini niggas, linguine ass butt munch