This is a song about "Cunt poop"

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

And i ain't trying to land

Shut up cunt your bout to get slapped

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

You know you're a cunt

The day before is better than the present

Now im up here smokin blunts, rubbin your moms cunt

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

Seemingly insistent to get a piece of this cunt

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

I like to poop out of my butt,

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

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