This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

(victim screaming in the end)

Move like i’m walking with an open case

Got me gaga, no poker face

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Real dared and clear as i glare and tear subjectively into your thighs

Let's face it, i can’t replace

I throw blows right at the face

A white rapper,rabbit, but we win it like its a turtles race/

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

So we can stick around for as long as we can so we can enjoy this earth,

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

Theres monsters in the rear view we under attack

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Hold my tears i tried my best

He can split he can bend