This is a song about "Seagull poop"

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

One day i took you into the front yard to pee and poop

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

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Head to school in my buick regal, lookin so fly you can call me a seagull,

So i banged for a minute

With a fistfull of poop,

Car with no limit what

I like to poop out of my butt,

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

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

Black fours red drop head doors

Like poop smeared on the walls

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope