This is a song about "Fat pussy lips"

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Since i was left with no hope

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Your sexy lips so gentle

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Flowing on this beat like diarrhea from my lips

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

They bringing me fish and chips

Darker than a fucka lips

May just gon' bring hobo back

You said also i was fat

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

But let something i don't like slip past your lips

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

They were the perfect couple, they'd always lock lips