This is a song about "Tyler poop"

And i ain't frontin for her

Sorry... lets go tyler.

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

First verse got me feeling like tyler the creator's relapse reaction

I poop so hard my face farts to the

I can always depend on my mama

And him and tyler keep it trill like andre,

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Like tyler creator oh shit black momba's back lyrical insomniac flow is high

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

With a fistfull of poop,

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

I like to poop out of my butt,