This is a song about "Poo"

Try to keep your spirits up, lil vodka whatever

But yo shit poo and yo breathe smell like hamburger helper

Just kidding it wasnt poo

And all the shit you went through

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

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

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

I shit on you fag, with a giant poo

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

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

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

And people call me a user, but i want you

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

Your poo, i mean pooh without the honey,

I just want somebody i can see