This is a song about "Since the momente that i touched your lips with my lips i fell in love with you"

The ink on my fingertips should be on my lips - it's a love bite

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Finish the day with joints on our lips

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

I fix the hem of my shirt, i guess now we're curt since you love to subvert,

With my lost saints. i love thee with the breath,

Carefree i don’t need the stress

My lips are twisted i talk like moaning

But conflicts they keep on growing

I can see your lips move but i will rather choose

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

I fucked my fear and finally said her with my plale face that "i love you".

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

You know the type of bitches that fell in love with that glass dick