This is a song about "Poop loops"

Take u to the toilet to poop?

Pockets probably like fried food

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Cool and calm, y'all gnawing on the fruit loops

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

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

Twista finna get up on the track

Spin loops when dropping hooks, hoops like i'm shaq,

Agony like a cavity who, wrathfully loops,

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope

Cus if your love was all i had

Spin loops when dropping hooks, hoops like i'm shaq,

Like poop smeared on the walls

Huh, a metaphor of course