This is a song about "Nigga lips"

Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips

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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

My bars are a fluent fit / a confusing mix exiting my spewing lips

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Flowing on this beat like diarrhea from my lips

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

So i could shine like other kinds with my lips

Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed

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

Darker than a fucka lips

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

Your sexy lips so gentle

Never wrong at any level

The right-to-kiss his dead wife's lips

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics