This is a song about "Poop and piss"

And of course, my car's off course

Like poop smeared on the walls

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

With a fistfull of poop,

Anybody riding with young’in will probably recoup

One day i took you into the front yard to pee and poop

Engraving your tombstone saying "rest in piss"

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

You easy to diss you breezy piss

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Sit and listen, i ain't got a pot to piss in.

First off congratulations on the win

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Cause i'm the shit, burp, and piss that's fucking up you nerds again

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke