I'm sick of having diarrhea, I'm sick of having the runs
I need to find a panacea, 'cause my butt is like a gun
So I'm going to Dr. Gay to get some loperamide
So my poop gets delayed, and my butt stops getting fried
I want my poop to be hard, not wet and slippery
'Cause my butthole is scarred from shooting like artillery
I want to stop exploding, I want to poop normally
My butthole is eroding, now it looks like a deformity
I need loperamide so I can go on with my life
'Cause there's nothing I can do if I can't stop the poo
I need loperamide 'cause the poop in my butt is rife
I need something new to get me out of the loo
I want to end my sickness, I want to end my pain
I want my poop to have thickness, 'cause it's pouring out like rain
I want to harden my stool, I don't want it to splatter
'Cause I'm drowning in a pool of my own fecal matter
I'm sick of dingleberries, clinging to my booty hair
Diarrhea is so scary, spreading my poop everywhere
I'm sick of being stuck on the toilet, I'm sick of cleaning up stains
My wet poop bombs destroy it, and they always clog the drain
I need loperamide so I can go on with my life
'Cause there's nothing I can do if I can't stop the poo
I need loperamide 'cause the poop in my butt is rife
I need something new to get me out of the loo
I need loperamide so I can go on with my life
'Cause there's nothing I can do if I can't stop the poo
I need loperamide 'cause the poop in my butt is rife
I need something new to get me out of the loo