This is a song about "Poo fetish"

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

Aiming it at a pig, charlotte's web is going to miss you

Cuz ignorance is bliss

Writing rhymes is a fetish

I can't ever change without you

Your raps are as wack as dog poo

Silent momentman, i been missing you

I'm the shit like i slithered in poo

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

Should get the message you the type to satisfy my fetish

I want you to know you were innocent, all you did was poo

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

That's why forever i love seldom and trust never

But yo shit poo and yo breathe smell like hamburger helper