This is a song about "Ur a poo"

To yelp coz ur a little bit and ur a dick and ur goin to get kick in the face so u

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

But don’t give me any concussions, i just wanna poo

Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

Now ur stuck in a pickle and this aint no dill

I'm the shit like i slithered in poo

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Heard you use to his house just to poo

Ur now grind like lo-gic in a sick mind,

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Regards its a paradox,displacin ur mental,

While i'm in the back talkin' to my other broad

A whole world flawed from ur hurt paw as ur cold sore when u thawed