This is a song about "Reverse poop"

Like poop smeared on the walls

Huh, a metaphor of course

When your shits going from bad to worse turn around and reverse

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Clocks tick backwards for hours as teachers stand rhyming in reverse,

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

When i saw my daughter take her first breath,all i thought of was how to reverse debt

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

Now i'll haunt you like a curse taunt you 'til you reverse

Got your baby mama sending nude pictures

I spit these words to try and reverse the curse of our universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

We going back like we stuck in reverse,

Talking about the god you serve