This is a song about "Poop named manca"

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

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

Who is this fool named mad dreamer

I don’t care where ya are

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope

Then later we can elope

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Thinking of the girl in my basement named mallory

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

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

My all gold rolly or the

I met this girl named mariana

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