This is a song about "Poop up your ass"

Step up, ill beat your ass with a god damn crutch

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

I'll stick this rhyme up your ass say i'm fucking with time

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

And shove my rhymes up your ass and declare you a fraud.

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Before i kick your ass

So chase the air hide your stash

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Number ten, i just went and fucked your ass up friend

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Enjoy your carrot as you stuck it up your ass, fuckin faggot

Pockets probably like fried food

With a fistfull of poop,

You're wishing for dick and you ended up getting your ass ripped

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list