This is a song about "Mr poop man"

Yeah, the kid in this thang

Mr mathers is the man

You be tapping like a mr

Pour out a little liquor

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

And of course, my car's off course

Like poop smeared on the walls

Coroners comfort your mama

I poop so hard my face farts to the

With a fistfull of poop,

I must go like fly route

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you