This is a song about "Nasty poop"

Must be something you want me to see

Kinda lame isn't it if this business isn't nasty?

I like to poop out of my butt,

I love you though i'll still fuck

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Original meaning of jazzy fat nasty

And i don't think homes

And nasty remains and bones

Yeah nigga its nasty

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Black fours red drop head doors

Like poop smeared on the walls