This is a song about "Seagull poop"

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

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

A legend have to bow, africa

I poop so hard my face farts to the

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

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

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

Take u to the toilet to poop?

Like poop smeared on the walls

Black fours red drop head doors

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

So the devil that drove in her got in control

I must go like fly route

With a fistfull of 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,