This is a song about "You re poop"

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

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Had to re align and not resign

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Do you not re-read your shit before you take it to the mat son.

Drivin a hearse, re birthed, through death,

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Like poop smeared on the walls

Shots, they back and forth

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

I call that top tier re-positioning

Now some people might find this weird but you re not really scared

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

While re-sealing your stitches

With some lesbians that don't know english