This is a song about "Poo head"

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Loving you is clouding my head

I'm talking ambition, i could spell it for you

I'm the shit like i slithered in poo

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

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

And stick my dick in you but that just might offend you

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

Kick back and know yo son set

The ear worms in my head,

One day a bed

Bitch i am in your head.

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

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Just kidding it wasnt poo

Wanna spend it all on you