This is a song about "Insults poo"

And people call me a user, but i want you

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

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

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

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

I'm hauling, bawling daring and taring stunts whist calling insults,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

But yo shit poo and yo breathe smell like hamburger helper

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Heard you use to his house just to poo

Your raps are as wack as dog poo

Would have came back for you

Let me drug you up and put different things in you

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

Your poo, i mean pooh without the honey,

I reel them in, goadomes on see