This is a song about "Poop soup"

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

I brought the bowl of tomato soup onto the deck

Go to a soup kitchen

I'm a son of a gun

Burnt the soup, call it asher’s broth

Speed up, patience, please cause

Our history that they stole, africa

I poop so hard my face farts to the

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Like poop smeared on the walls

Eat her pussy out like its veggie soup/

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope

You pay your favorite stripper car note

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head