This is a song about "Poodle farts"

And i feared that my fans say i failed

But i've got all the farts, well contained

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothing in common, poodle

As i light one for ill will

We have nothing in common, poodle

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

But i've got the farts, well contained

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

But i've got all the farts, well contained

But i've got all the farts, well contained

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

I poop so hard my face farts to the

To liberate yourselves, africa