This is a song about "Lip touch"

I'ma bust open your lip make you look like a sad clown

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown

Now you speaking my language

Cant touch me, homie yousa bitch

Go where you ain't been

It's the big lip assassin

See you, touch you, hear you

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

Breath held tight, biting your lip, and your dead by night/

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

So competition cant touch

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

Check it out chillnosliip walk right up and bust your lip,