{*a parody of the Onyx song "Slam"*} [Chorus] Bran! Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh For when you're stuck! Bran! Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh Diarrhea!! C'mon have another one, then another one, eat all of 'em Choose one from the supermarket, there's a whole wall of 'em Cereals with bran and fiber in 'em make you crap a lot It makes your bu*t feel all slimy I'm-a show you how, c'mon all together now Yeah, that's how it's gotta be Cereals with bran and a lot of fiber in it In your mouth out your rear, in a span of three minutes Prune juice, wash it down, clean you out fast Pant's droppin', the floppin' and ploppin' splashin' your a** Once it gets started, it just won't quit And then ulllgghhh, to big to fit 98% of constipated people couldn't give a sh** Little bit problem isn't it what's fixin' it I got a plan, I'm the man sittin' on the can All because I eat a lot of bran [Chorus] I'm-a sit here sittin' on the sh**ter in pain, oh The only thing that cleans you out better is Drano But you can't beat bran for it's raz-a-ma-taz Makes you "ullgh-raptha-thbbb" like my main man Taz If one bowl doesn't work have one more And you won't be constipated any more Bloated, loaded, you better be prepared If not it'll feel like your lungs have imploded The smell it makes me high, I desecrate the air Be there for a week and never come up for air My crew, yup, my fans, yup, we all got plans To be sittin' on the john with the tidy bowl man The smell, the sound, it gets all around you We got enough toilet paper? I'm goin' for Round 2 Fill it to the brim, I lost ten pounds You run for your life before the smell tracks you down [Chorus] I'm the new king, sittin' on the porcelain throne Hurry up and give me the damn plunger before this thing overflows Tons of it in the potty, my body created Give some to the White House, they're all constipated Stuff comes out my a** like it was Niagara Falls So much of it falls that it splashes my balls And I, let it go so I [fart] um excuse me I started this nasty caper to create a toxic vapor For that I give praise to the maker 'Cause cereals now come with a free roll of toilet paper But but but wait I see stars I'm so full of gas I could drive to Mars When I'm not on the can, I'm shoppin with my man Buyin' some cereals with fiber and, and [Chorus]