This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

Inside a zoo for the entire world, when chasing his tail,

My bitch got the tendency to put it on the scale

Put em in handcuffs, fucked their butts

But most times darling the sequel sucks

So why not kiss my rear end

Beach on the weekend

I've hit another dead end.

Niggas in the street scared

I'm lost for words from the wire pasted on her backside

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

I pen point these niggas like a pencil

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Thats the point of art isnt it?

You, you, you have to pay for that

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Makin' them arse scared to death, so they started fakin' their verse.