This is a song about "Poo rang"

But i think they stink like poo

Wanna spend it all on you

School is just like taking a big poo

If your man can't keep up wit you

Play it in a loop , then shoot, the slang, rang in the morning,

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

And you faker than willy wonkareal shit, i told you

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

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

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

I shit on you fag, with a giant poo

Watching for the cops that's moving through

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you

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

I'm the shit like i slithered in poo

Then i gotta say peace to you