This is a song about "Lips"

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

After the club, gettin you open

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

Your sexy lips so gentle

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed

I'm a new soul, i came to this strange world

Locked behind lips that acted like gates

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

I can get straight to the cash

Thick lips and a sick class

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

Flowing on this beat like diarrhea from my lips