This is a song about "My poo"

For setting up traps

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

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

Shit you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you

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

Maybe i lack the fortitude to try to court you

I shit on you fag, with a giant poo

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

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

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

Just kidding it wasnt poo

I wanna be next to you

Yeah i ain't done

Grab my knife and my gun

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

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