This is a song about "Poop trains"

Black fours red drop head doors

Like poop smeared on the walls

Someone's missing out in the crowd, momma's out there shouting i made it, yelling so proud

Bunnign up pure haze,hopping the barriers and running up to the trains,to the raves out

I poop so hard my face farts to the

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Some niggas ain't got no luck

I like to poop out of my butt,

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

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

I guess insane trains of thoughts are starting to pay it off,

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

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

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

Since i was left with no hope

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope