This is a song about "24am is a poo"

But yo shit poo and yo breathe smell like hamburger helper

That's why forever i love seldom and trust never

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

Bars are to dope for you, are you gonna bitch and complain like whinny the poo

My pussy is a pistol

Never seen you as lyrical

Life is a game of chess and mine is on a stalemate

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

I shit on you fag, with a giant poo

Speaking heart with a conscious, talking to you

But i think they stink like poo

What preceded was the clue

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

But don’t give me any concussions, i just wanna poo