This is a song about "Lips touch"

Your sexy lips so gentle

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Getting in touch with my mental.

So pretentious with no potential

Freddie lips crimson and mistaken with the seagulls

One of the coldest to mix pro-tools with your vocals

Thick lips and a sick class

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Never agree with that message

Pin drinking sway 2 touch

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Flowing on this beat like diarrhea from my lips

Now you speaking my language

Cant touch me, homie yousa bitch