This is a song about "Lemon poo"

Lemon drop, drop acid, never stop thought patterns

I refuse to be another being on this earth

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

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

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

You gave me a taste, now i know there's no getting off you

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

Raised by a momma who, who

Just kidding it wasnt poo

Your poo, i mean pooh without the honey,

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

I know i'm right, n my shine makes blind, no lemon or limes,

And you faker than willy wonkareal shit, i told you

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