This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

Or closed casket for our troubles

They let me put it in there butts

Packing a gun to punk you whackest of bums with no answers for son

Despite living with more attention than light skinned, women

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

By the masses, who chose to leave you as they crest towards the pinnacle

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Good luck with that mug of a mutt ya bum, you're dumb

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Or maybe cause i go as hard as she had my penis,

When i was little i used to get so hungry i would throw fits

I'll easily barbecue your reply and kangaroo-kick your confidence,

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

I tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss,

My hat is by jabbia and if you got a fucking problem

Anytime you wanna cry, just pull a kleenex out yah front, bum