This is a song about "Fish lips"

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

See i'm ahead but you stay the snail

Rubbing off these cracked lips like chap stick

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

I want mignon, not a mickyd's fish filet

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

Thick lips and a sick class

And when it come to the cash

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Randomblackdude and larry fish my idols

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

Darker than a fucka lips

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

It's moe, all i need is more chips

The right-to-kiss his dead wife's lips