This is a song about "Fat poo"

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Dont fuck wit the mack daddy or youll wind up shot, dead, and covered in poo!

Quick flipping up sexy back

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

She got something i never had

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

Looking at a fat man's dick/

I bet you hear that white music

I don't wanna damage you

Your raps are as wack as dog poo

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you

I want you to know you were innocent, all you did was poo

It's like who gave you the choice to treat some of us like poo

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

Can’t take no more of your shit cause i can do better without you

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