This is a song about "Poop smoothie"

With a fistfull of poop,

Pockets probably like fried food

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

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope

I poop so hard my face farts to the

Our children must be taught, of africa

Huh, a metaphor of course

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

We'll meet back and regroup

Take u to the toilet to poop?

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

I like to poop out of my butt,

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

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll