This is a song about "Lower lip"

I be, creeping lower than low

Preaching to the choir though

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

If you don't want to get burned. lower me to fifty degrees,

And i can't help but notice

Lower than the lames is

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

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

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

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

Skip a beat now i'll go lower so