This is a song about "Hamburger poop"

They call me conscious, and i think i'm better

But yo shit poo and yo breathe smell like hamburger helper

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope

Used to find dope in his coat

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

One day i took you into the front yard to pee and poop

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

My rhymes leave your face like some hamburger meat,

And of course, my car's off course

Like poop smeared on the walls

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

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

I like to poop out of my butt,

Take u to the toilet to poop?

I must go like fly route