This is a song about "Poop butts"

Shots, they back and forth

Like poop smeared on the walls

They need to be prostate doctors, how they going after butts

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Put em in handcuffs, fucked their butts

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

Your gonna be on top nigga

I poop so hard my face farts to the

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

I like to poop out of my butt,

They just don't give a fuck

Take u to the toilet to poop?

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop