This is a song about "Huffing poo"

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you

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

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

Heard you use to his house just to poo

Get in the right state of mind rissa is like two kings aligned huffing lines

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

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

I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Bars are to dope for you, are you gonna bitch and complain like whinny the poo

Would have came back for you

Just kidding it wasnt poo

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

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true