This is a song about "Fat pussy lips"

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

Rubbing off these cracked lips like chap stick

Darker than a fucka lips

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Good kids make bad grown ups

I read a cops lips once

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Flowing on this beat like diarrhea from my lips

Shut yo big fat crusty ignorant lips up and listen

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

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

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Said she had nice pussy

You said also i was fat

But i muscle rap