This is a song about "Seagull poop"

You pay your favorite stripper car note

I poop hemp ropes, cause all my shit dope

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

To liberate yourselves, africa

I poop so hard my face farts to the

With a fistfull of poop,

Pockets probably like fried food

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

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

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

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

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

Like poop smeared on the walls

Huh, a metaphor of course