This is a song about "Brass monkey"

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Cracked as an ass shot with brass

Indubitably i'm too street

7 beers deep, brass knuckle da creep

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

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

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Believe me don't think it's lie, want to revive my past, crazy brass,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

To have a dog like me, on your back like that monkey,

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

On the monkey bars, bars so sick it gave you sars

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

No such thing as sympathy, more money my remedy