This is a song about "Poo rang"

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Then my mother in laws voice rang out in disbelief.

Your poo, i mean pooh without the honey,

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

I'm the shit like i slithered in poo

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you

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

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

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Dont fuck wit the mack daddy or youll wind up shot, dead, and covered in poo!

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

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

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

I been doing this for forever, so whatever

But yo shit poo and yo breathe smell like hamburger helper