This is a song about "I am holding my poop"

With a fistfull of poop,

We'll meet back and regroup

I am my only nemesis, my escape is where the exit is/

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

But i ain't holding back even though it left my shoulders crushed,

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

God knows how i feel about my life, how i feel about holding up white men with a sharpened knife,

You can search but you'll never find

Holding sway over my body and mind

I am my own father, i am my own brother,

To me you’re like a brother, so be my mother lover

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope