This is a song about "Crusty lip"

Mama told me it'd be days like this

Shit, i done bit my lip on this biz,

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Like your raps are crusty.

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Always biting his teeth, his outer lip was shrouded with countless slits

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

I'm givin' a whippin' to chickens who dissin' and flippin' my lip 'til i'm diggin' your crypt

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

Let it rain let it drop,hit a slob in his lip then watch his favorite color drip

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

You bite my lip cause you like to leave your mark,

I'mma do this fast or slow

Sneak, keep my lip low, i tripped.. oh no!

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

I pack a lip, smack a bitch, tackle her and crack her ribs