This is a song about "Winnie the poo"

Bars are to dope for you, are you gonna bitch and complain like whinny the poo

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

But yo shit poo and yo breathe smell like hamburger helper

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you

I want you to know you were innocent, all you did was poo

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

I shit on you fag, with a giant poo

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

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

I'm the shit like i slithered in poo

She gonna dance when that molly through

It's like who gave you the choice to treat some of us like poo

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you