This is a song about "Strawberry lips"

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

The blunt that's lit, burnt me quick and blood gushed from my crusty lips

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

While none of em are givin a fuck what comes out your fuckin lips

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

Id run for miles just for a smile and kiss her lips

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

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

List if things that i would die for such as to be kissed by your amazing lips

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed

I got them saying who dat, who dat? cole world