This is a song about "Poo for kids"

Kick out the kids, all three, thankyou for the new life

We will never die, we are forever alive

I'm the shit like i slithered in poo

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

Stick up kids gettin' stuck up for the fake gold chain

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

They for grossing a bigger business

We do for the kids, we do it for our biz

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

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

My diamonds talk for me they say hi can i meet you

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with