This is a song about "Sarah is a poop"

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

I like to poop out of my butt,

Is a severe mental illness

I think found where your mind was

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Debating is futile, don't believe me, ask sarah palin,

Malcolm sex is still a

Now hey little mama

Black fours red drop head doors

Like poop smeared on the walls

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

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Where every recipient, property of the state

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake