This is a song about "Poop shit crap manure waste"

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

Everyone's talking but is just sounds like manure,

I'm sick of ya wack crap, talking shit but the fat stacks

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

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

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

In all the things i had to waste

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Like poop smeared on the walls

Huh, a metaphor of course

Baby all i do is rap

Her mom takin that crap

Look, just remember how that winning taste

If you're bitches you feast on overdosed waste

Cause i aint talking crap

Hit your block with a glock, blog that