This is a song about "Pussy lips"

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

So here i am at the store for some chips

Finish the day with joints on our lips

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

My lips are twisted i talk like moaning

Of opponents, witness what i'm showing

Or did he marry his cousin , i don't know but pussy is pussy and i get pussy

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

As i light one for ill will

Your sexy lips so gentle

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

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

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Cause you're most likely to crash

Thick lips and a sick class