This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Fuck crappy haircuts and these khaki pants,

(victim screaming in the end)

Hold up yea we the best

You nearly pissed ya pants as ya extended ya hand,

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

I'm mad as hell, on the trail of the tattle tail

I need a little room

I'm a tiny pants goon

We original officially the most original

I'm a whale and you're jonah my proportions are biblical

I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills

My city's culture to the game now in existence