This is a song about "Boots the monkey"

Cuz these boots were made for walking and that's just what they'll do

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

"wanna knock them boots like a old pair of tims

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Keep thinkin im a monkey and the situation where in right now can turn ugly

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

I feel like a monkey in a zoo and they called me that twice

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Couldn't buy her louboutin, the boots leave bruises on her calf