This is a song about "Being poop"

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

But thats the life of a human being

Light skinned women, all sex everything

But right there, they still scheming, they not eating

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

Take u to the toilet to poop?

It's late and you stuck in my basement

I like to poop out of my butt,

Tell him to stop being vulgar,

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Give me a reason why i'm not the best breathing