This is a song about "Tyler poop"

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

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

Cuz when my pen hits the paper creatin lyrics like tyler the creators baby

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Like poop smeared on the walls

And of course, my car's off course

With a fistfull of poop,

We'll meet back and regroup

Take u to the toilet to poop?

But rather than singing non praise the dude

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

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

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

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

And him and tyler keep it trill like andre,