Tide Pods Lyfe

Y'all hear about kids Eating Tide Pods I don't know what the deal is But I'ma find out I got them Tide Pods And I think I love the taste Don't it feel great When you cannot feel ya face No sipping on Capri Sun Them Tide Pods upon my plate Somebody call 9-1-1 I think I sealed my fate Psyche! Call the ambulance I'm having trouble breathing Something might be wrong 'Cause I ate three, man Self-supporting Darwin I envy all my smart friends Don't need no coddling I'm just snacking on these pods, man Popping soap up until I end up in my coffin Don't hold your breath 'Cause I'm sure it won't be long, man I got like three down You can't understand me now So I'm falling straight down To the ground now Oh, it burns It burns, call somebody, ooh