This is a song about "Nigga lips"

He's angry, maybe cause he wants a dick in his big lips

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

But let something i don't like slip past your lips

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

They were the perfect couple, they'd always lock lips

Just another product of this matrix

Locked behind lips that acted like gates

While working on my mistakes

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

Your lips. to see if ours are the ones who fit.

Freddie lips crimson and mistaken with the seagulls

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

If they don't understand wrap lips around my clit bitch

And these artists don't need me they already rich