This is a song about "Fat lips"

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

Flowing on this beat like diarrhea from my lips

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

He's angry, maybe cause he wants a dick in his big lips

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Ambition is still very big

Rubbing off these cracked lips like chap stick

Good kids make bad grown ups

I read a cops lips once

Ain't even tryna hold back

Click clack with a switch fat

Thick lips and a sick class

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass