This is a song about "Being poop"

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

With a fistfull of poop,

Got shit dropped out, don't recoup

Never wrong at any level

Of being rich and powerful

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

They're tryin to say that i don't care

Just the fact of being there

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

But thats the life of a human being

Too afraid of being a loser

I can’t stand no motherfucking hoover

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Overtired, im just over being tired