This is a song about "Poo rang"

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

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Just kidding it wasnt poo

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Your poo, i mean pooh without the honey,

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

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

My ear's rang, a warning shot came, no time for another prayer.

Your raps are as wack as dog poo

If only i could rap to you

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

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

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

I shit on you fag, with a giant poo