This is a song about "Youtube poop"

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

Youtube and listening to music at full blast

Like poop smeared on the walls

Alcohol and booty calls

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

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

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

I poop so hard my face farts to the

Look, she so stingy with vagina

Future youtube hits reach

First class hoes, we on south beach

Trying to reach 10,000 views on youtube

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

I must go like fly route

Do you, not youtube