This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

Runs from cheeks when they cry, money hungry thieves lovely monthly fees

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Who's behind the man behind the curtain? foxy

And i got cheeks so apple red they'd make her run for the hills,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Can you prove there's something you can call your breasts?

Top dropped down, black on black

That breaks the camel back

I’m tryna be low key

That you aren't behind me,

She choked 'n' frowned as tears were rolling down her cheeks 'n' soaked the ground

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round