This is a song about "Poop arm"

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Lift your arm up high to the sky

In yo arm, and yo wife jaw

Yea, my middle finger to the law

Them cowboy country singers going forever recoup

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

Which is why this arm of mine is cut up

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

He's love with me, he wrote my name on his arm and

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Got shit dropped out, don't recoup

With a fistfull of poop,

Flash that arm with that hammer catch

Loud addition purple patch