This is a song about "Poop poop poop"

Shots, they back and forth

Like poop smeared on the walls

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

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

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

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

Around my way, i'm cut throat

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

I like to poop out of my butt,

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

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

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Take u to the toilet to poop?

With a fistfull of poop,

So i banged for a minute