Sitting on the pot,
Thinking my sweet thoughts.
trying to take a dump.
pushing out a clump.
My life is so complicated
At least I'm not constipated
Wishing I could see ya,
And get rid of this diarrhea.
Trying to wipe my a$$
Boy, I've got some class!!
Gotta shit some more,
Please open up the door!
Dont know what to write about
So, I'll air the bathroom out.
The stinks about to kill me
Taking what life deals me
So, next time you perch the pot,
Remember what I've got
We all sh*t at times,
Thats why I wrote this rhyme.