This is a song about "Nigger lips"

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Like a myme trying to get his point across moving his lips.

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

I'm a battenberg nigger that plays for high stakes./

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

I chill now...cop a little ice later

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

Finish the day with joints on our lips

I miss the moment i had, people like this nigger stole it

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker

I decline for the moment he unfollows on twitter