This is a song about "Poo head"

Just kidding it wasnt poo

Would have came back for you

Loving you is clouding my head

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

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

Streets is calling you

But i think they stink like poo

Im going to get some head

Nobody ain't own us yet

Bitch i am in your head.

Finding more light to shed

Since wale met me he only rode a benz or better

But yo shit poo and yo breathe smell like hamburger helper

Another victim dissin the towel head/

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet