This is a song about "Her lips"

So here i am at the store for some chips

Velociraptors, reptilian scales of snake lips,

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

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

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

Flowing on this beat like diarrhea from my lips

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

The blunt that's lit, burnt me quick and blood gushed from my crusty lips

She put her lips around the motherfucking hookah bong

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

High: that's why they call us planes

Locked behind lips that acted like gates

Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun