This is a song about "Poop dollar"

I’m saving major loot

With a fistfull of poop,

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Your friends sees you only as dollar signs.

Shots, they back and forth

Like poop smeared on the walls

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

They don't care for you, they want a quick dollar,

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Same '89 camry that needs painting

The dollar bill shows that their claiming

When i'm on it, on it like my job

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope