This is a song about "Lower lip"

Than a tornado that's based in lower diego

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

And the government helps the rich, turns back on the lower class,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

His reputation can't get any lower

Skip a beat now i'll go lower so

If you know like i know, you should lie low

Or know them testament verses

Lower than the lames is

Intelligence level is lower than pedals

We vegetables, on them record labels

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

This one right here for polo

Your lines of rhyme just keep getting lower and lower

I wanted a brother my mother i told her