This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

Going straight to the point, the blueprint is on point

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

Penis, vagina im a mixture of all it

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

And why the hell am i locked in jail

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

But i come on the weekends, pablo jail

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

A million nasty things went through my mind

Always think first leave no one behind

Always on point taking drugs in intervals

Here i go again, falling in love

Around the same year, i did your girlfriend in the rear,

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

Now you got me hopped up on that

Thats the point of art isnt it?