This is a song about "Lip touch"

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Always biting his teeth, his outer lip was shrouded with countless slits

Cause so far i done witnessed to many dead niggas in caskets

Always biting his teeth, his outer lip was shrouded with countless slits

I'm a son of a gun

It's the big lip assassin

Alcohol and booty calls

Been suckin dick with sparkly lip gloss,

I bit my lip so much i got a canker

Not even my favorite rapper

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

Sneak, keep my lip low, i tripped.. oh no!

Pin drinking sway 2 touch

Yeah, we get this cabbage